But that’s not good enough; memories cannot exist without the mind. XXX Angel looked up at me with a tender loving smile. Without even looking, I could sense her watching us from the windows. “Are you all right?” My dad asked.
“Yeah, I’m ok.” I said, slowly getting to my feet. I took my antidepressants and convulsion meds, and made myself a bowl of cereal. Roaring in desperation, I pulled the two of us back up and the dark hole released us with a geyser of violet energy shooting out like compressed air from a punctured tank. I was going to die soon so there was no reason to give a fuck about anyone or anything I decided I might as well deal with old business while I still had time. Once again, Angel acted without any messaging from me. “No.” I said harshly.
