“What are you talking about?” Kira asked. Adam, Zack, Tommy, Rocky, and Jason were staring at the three of them with horrified looks on their faces. Conner, Ethan, and Trent seemed just as clueless as she was.

“You don’t know?” Kimberly asked, frowning at her. “The boys are going to come and carry our bags. Aren’t you boys?”

“No!” Tommy stated, but seeing her face, sighed and nodded. Why not? Why not go along and carry Kim’s bags like he did when he was in high school? How about because they weren’t going out anymore? How about because it was degrading? How about because when Kimberly went shopping she bought out the entire stores stock of just about everything?“Well, I’ll let you go, then. I’ll see you at ten, okay?”

“All right.” Billy and his father said their goodbyes and hung up. Billy handed the phone back to Tommy.

“What’s wrong?” Ethan asked. “You look kind of worried.”

“More like terrified,” Billy said dryly. “It’s really difficult to keep a secret identity from a genius father. I only managed it as a kid because he’s so absent-minded.”

“Why not just tell him?” Trent suggested.Trini was more miserable than she’d been in her entire life. Half way through the bee can attack, she’d had to retreat back to Billy’s lab when the nausea overcame her. It was awful, she was of no use to the Rangers and certainly no use to Billy in his lab.

She reached down and turned up the anti nausea device Billy had given her, but before it could take effect, her stomach heaved and she was assaulted by another wave of vomiting. Mornings usually didn’t bother Trini. She usually woke up with high energy and ravenous. It was only in the late morning, after she had eaten, that she got sick. It happened all afternoon, every day. She’d eat, she’d throw up, she’d be starving again. It was a vicious cycle. Vomiting this early in the day was an ominous sign.