Infinitely patient, he would tolerate her necessary absences and sooth her when things went sour. Lately, she had been less than cordial with him. The...weight of the job and its seemingly endless problems made her cranky and Byron was forced to absorb it. When did the job become more important than Byron? Strangely, it was when she began to lose faith. The less she trusted her work, the more important it became. A weird inverse relationship had developed and she was being sucked into its. Savannah certainly did deserve its reputation, as it had more fancy ironwork than I remembered seeing anywhere else, even in New York.There was a problem with all of this fancy ironwork, however, it was all old and on houses and buildings that had been built over many years in the past. New buildings, especially the large, tall business buildings and the many new houses were being built to newer and different styles than the old buildings and used little or no fancy ironwork, and what little. It’s not necessary to read that first, and this story will still make sense, but if you’re one for reading things in order then you should invest some time in that before reading here. I’ve never attempted writing a story completely from Theia’s point of view before, It’s always just come easier to me writing for Beau. So here goes. Also stories will pretty much be in chronological order but not necessarily written order. They will be labelled in ‘Parts’. —————————————– ‘Oh my goodness, Beau,. Many at times I felt like I have to grab them instantly but I could not as there was not much communication between us.After few days I have seen her in homes chatting with my mom. When I entered my house my mom introduced her to me. She said hello to which I reciprocated. I was like not caring much about her at that time because of mom’s presence. It touched her ego which I later came to know. I was preparing for my exams. Wanted I used to study by wandering near stairs after having breakfast..