i grabbed my hyper son by the back of his shirt . i admire you for this ben , i always told jess i thought you were a good egg . and i no longer felt like this was just a dream . not the good kind of tingle , either . thats perfect where grandpa lives , or anyway , where he used to live . they worked me over pretty good but it 's mostly bruises . '' one of the swim-team girls is half standing out of her chair , waving . 