I'm such a loser."Mary started crying and I went to her to comfort her as best I know."Mary, you're not a loser. You know how I feel about you, and yo... were lucky enough to have 3 men chase you. You're a great looking woman, and as good a companion as any man could hope for. I know you as well as anyone and we tried to be a couple and neither one of us were happy, unable to handle the little quirks and sacrifices that go with it all. I can't let you own me, just like I can't own you. I've known. " She said in the way of greeting. The Chiurgeon must have told everyone I was bleeding. "and fresh water for you to wash." I heard the doors bar scrap locked as she entered. She busied herself around the room, making a fire, sweeping and straighting what little there was."Can you tell me anything? Where am I? Who holds me? Have they contacted my father yet? Anything?"She shook her head but whispered, "They won't be contacting your father." She placed fresh towels out."Let me have your gown, it. "He led her back to the fallen house, and pointed at one corner. Sticking out from under the house was a pair of legs, clad in a black skirt, wearing a pair of ruby slippers."That's the Wicked Witch of the East," he sighed. "And you killed her. That could either make you our National Hero, or..." he squared his shoulders. "Or if you are another wicked witch, come to take over, we'll have to take our chances on getting rid of you."Dorothy stepped back. "By all means, tell everyone I mean no. After Angel greeted me, she had coffee ready in a flash. She had this great machine you punch a button on, it grinds the coffee, and brews a beautiful cup of rich black joe. I gotta get me one of those. She said in the US they cost about $1,500!Maybe I’ll just hire Jackie, the barista at Tovoni’s to hand deliver a cup every day!“So, what are you going to do, Angel?” I asked. She started to whimper and I saw a tear in her eye.“We were up half the night. We should run but Simon thinks he did the.