Patting my body down to assure myself I wasn't dreaming. Iwas standing in the middle of the baseball diamond at thelocal high school, dressed as Mantra and, apparently, quitesolid. Had my spirit somehow been ejected from Lauren's mindback into my own body and that body then instantaneously beentransported several miles away? It seemed more than unlikely;it seemed impossible. And yet, this was all too real to merelybe something Lauren was dreaming. The quality of the light,the distant sound of traffic, the slight breeze lifting myhair, all of these spoke more of the real world than the worldof dreams.Grabbing the ends of my cape, I let my elemental power overthe wind lift me into the air and headed for a nearby library.All my main senses were telling me this was real but there wasa small voice in the back of my mind, a voice that had savedmy life countless times down the centuries, urging caution.Dropping out of the sky and landing softly in front of thelibrary, I saw a scruffy. "I remembered the corset I wore underneath and squirmed. Even if I undidthe shirt a little way, everyone would be able to see the PVC corsetthat came up over my nonexistent breasts. The black, shiny materialwould stand out a mile. "No, I'm cool," I said, taking a sip from myown Bud and reaching over the table to place it carefully down on thepolished wood. Judith was looking at Jemma and reached for her wine butcaught the tall glass with her wrist. The glass toppled over and fellmy way, the contents spilling all over my white shirt, right down thefront."Oh, thanks Jude, really!" I jumped up and brushed the shirt with myhand, realising that the white material was now soaked with red wine,ruining it."Sorry, Jon. Sorry," she said, brushing the material with her own hand."That'll come out with a little white wine."I stood there in front of them all. "No, it's ruined now. I may as wellget a taxi, rush home and get changed."Jemma frowned. "We had a job to find one tonight. And we booked.
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