Tia was the very definition of "statuesque," standing just over six feet and fantastically fit. Though as head of the college cheerleading team she would have to be, as well as a competent and firm, yet compassionate leader. At the moment her firmness was coming to the fore.
"Tia," one of the other cheerleaders said, "we drew straws. You lost."
"She reached her limit over a minute ago, shes stopped growing! You're not even supposed to be inflating her, I have alarms going crazy over here you're going to pop her! Bad robot, stop it!"
I wake up next to my beautiful wife. She is sleeping with her back to me, snoring softly. Her curvy hips are easily seen through the light sheet draped across her. I look over her and out the open door to the balcony. Through the screen I see nothing but darkness of the morning. Soon a beautiful tropical sunrise would illuminate the Hawaiian paradise outside. I carefully climb out of bed so not to disturb her.
Anna didn't have to be a mind reader to know that something was wrong with Molly. For the past few days she had been distracted and listless, often staring into space when she should have been working. Even on their days off she spent time on the balcony, looking out towards the sea and sighing wistfully to herself. She also didn't need to be a mind reader to know what that something was.
"Come on," Anna said. "Tell me."
Molly glanced over her shoulder before sighing and turning back towards the water. "Tell you what?"
