Things are going to get better, I promise,” Mom says and I want to believe her. It would be nice if things stayed this good, or at least got good fo... long enough so that I don’t see everything as a letdown. Mr. Delauter is at work today and the rest of the family is set on decorating the house with Christmas stuff and as much as I was able to avoid it in the past I’m being asked to help with everything. It takes half the day but between the five of us we get the inside of the house done up with. .I recognized the canister in her hand ... the one pointed right at my face ... as being pepper spray just as she triggered it.If you've never gotten a shot of pepper spray directly in the eyes, don't go out and do that. You don't need to do that to understand that it's a really unpleasant way to spend half an hour. All you have to do is put a little spritz in the air and walk through it. Hold your breath while you do it, by the way. No sense in dealing with both streaming eyes AND coughing up. The sharpened steel glowed red, then white, and he withdrew it from the flames again.Flavius placed the white-hot blade against the inside of Martica's right thigh this time, ripping another, even shriller scream of agony from her. He held the blade against her tortured flesh for several long seconds and watched her writhe and buck desperately in a futile effort to avoid the elemental pain between her legs.Flavius shouted to make himself heard above Martica's tortured sobbing. "Ah, little. How do you feel?”The door to the chambers opened and then closed behind the boy, startling him. Lord Remington entered the room and had on a smile that spread across his thin lips.“I-I feel fine, m-my Lord.” Cameron managed a short bow. “A-And I’m not a lord, not anymore.”He heard often in his household how Lord Remington was a cunning snake and not to be trusted, and had even heard rumors that it was he who betrayed his father during that final battle. Lord Eveur, his wife, and daughter had.