The next few days were all about Rachel and Mary's transformation; what it felt like, what did they see when they were asleep, things like that. We didnt leave the room a lot. We were afraid that Rachel and Mary would forget again, and make a scene in the middle of the street. One night, Mary and Rachel went to bed early, tired from trying to remember their life with us. Hally and I were sitting on the sofa, her eyes red from crying (it was an emotional time for her; she didn't like Mary and Rachel not being able to remember anything.)
"Ritchard, what are we going to do?" She said between tears. How do you answer such a question? I couldn't. I just settled for kissing her. The kiss wass passionate, and long. She kissed back ferociously, and slid her arm around my neck. I wrapped my arms around her, and held her face closer to mine. It was a very passionate kiss. Until Wendy came. The window we were sitting next to crashed into shards next to us. Hally screamed, waking Mary and Rachel.
"What are you doing here?" I growled.