Well, sort of. I'm only twelve and three quarters after all. Most of my buddies thought girls should be left in the garbage chute.I was warming to my ...opic. "Who are those people in my dreams that I've never met before?" I wondered out loud, "All those strangers with strange faces. Where do they come from?"Mom put the paper down. "Who knows?" she said as she looked at me with a smile, "Maybe," she said as she leaned forward to whisper to me, "Maybe they're the people who are long gone and they. " This country club was picked to have this little dinner here for a special reason. If you will remember this was where Peg had her wedding reception and was the place where I was introduced to six beautiful unattached ladies that are here tonight. I vividly remember going through the receiving line with Jane. When I congratulated the beautiful bride Peg, she made a remark that got me wondering. She thanked me for coming and said the she knew that I would have a good time. I wondered how she. Boom. “It’s fine.” Boom.“Hotene, stop it. What are you trying to do?”Glaring at me, she finally lowered her leg. “It’s refusing to make what I want.”“What’s that?”“A sword.” The words were swift and unconscious, completely without guile. My jaw dropped.“A sword,” I repeated dumbly, before shaking my head. “Daughter, Ship won’t make weapons. Not of any kind. You know that.”An angry blush prickled Hotene’s cheeks. “But I only wanted to –”“I’m sure you had good intentions,” I added, trying to. My lips were numb and seemed to stick together making it difficult to speak but I gave it the old college try. "Werre's Devvie?" I slurred still feeling light headed and unable to move. Well that's the college try for someone who's never been to college.Christy rolled her eyes and shook her head at me. "I warned you. I gave you a chance to bow out and leave gracefully, but no, you had to go and stick your thumb in someone else's pie."Her voice got louder as she went on, and my head started.