Aloha – As I looked through the Demeter manuscript I realized that I couldn’t share more from volume 1 without giving away the balance of the plot, so I’m moving on to book 2, Return to Demeter. In book 2 Ryder, his sister and their friends return to Earth. Readjusting to Earth’s gravity is a major issue. But a bigger issue for Ryder is returning to school and running into the bully who put him in the hospital and in effect started Ryder’s journey to Demeter. Barry Hales has not changed much in the past year, and he still targets Ryder. “Well, if it isn’t my old buddy, Bill Ryder,” he heard a voice behind him that made the words Bill and Ryder sound like a curse. Turning, Ryder saw Barry Hales just as a punch caught him in his left arm and send him spinning. Barry was quick to grab him, so that he didn’t fall. “Looks like you aren’t going to have any girls here to protect you.” Barry whispered, and then let him go. “What’s going on over there?” a craggy voice caught Ryder’s attention. “Nothing, just greeting an old friend,” Barry yelled back toward the voice. The voice belonged to an ancient looking man missing two fingers, who stood at the front of the room that was divided into two sections. There was a classroom area that Ryder had just entered with long narrow tables and stools rather than chairs. There was a larger area with concrete floors and power tools and benches that was going to be their workroom. Mr. LeBlanc had been teaching at the high school for over forty years. Somewhere along the line he had lost most of his hearing, and as rumor had it, two of his fingers on a band saw. He wore large, beige colored plastic hearing aids, but Ryder wondered if they helped at all, as Mr. LeBlanc seemed oblivious to any noise going on in the classroom. It was Ryder’s misfortune to be seated next to Barry for the class period. They were learning something about drafting, but Ryder was having a hard time paying attention. Every five minutes or so, Barry would slug Ryder hard enough to knock him off his stool. Three of the boys in their immediate proximity would chuckle along with Barry each time it happened. After the third event, Ryder responded, as he got back on his stool, “Football head.” Barry had never liked that nickname. It seemed appropriate as Barry was a starter on the football team, but he was sensitive about the shape of his head. It was long and narrow, the results of a forceps delivery at birth. So, from the front, his face looked sort of like a football. From the sides his head looked round. He kept his hair short for football season, which exacerbated the look. Barry hit Ryder harder, again knocking him off his stool. Ryder got up, brushed himself off, reattached his rear end to his stool, and turned to Barry, whispering a second time, “football head.” The timing was perfect. Without looking, Barry took another swing. Ryder considered just moving and letting Barry lose his balance and land on the floor, but taking the punch was going to be even better. The swing connected, and Ryder again went flying off his stool. “Mr. Hales! Save football for the football field. You have detention! Now out of my classroom and to the office!” Mr. LeBlanc may have been deaf, but he wasn’t blind. The motion had distracted him from his lecture in time to see what appeared to be an unsolicited blow fall on an innocent looking student. Ryder didn’t feel that innocent but was happy to substitute feeling good. Immediately after class Ryder had a study hall. He decided that wood working would have to wait for another year, and he went to the office to change his schedule. Standing in line, three people ahead of him, was Cynthia Flores. “Hey Cynthia.”