.. I don't understand. Do you have a good reason Tim? I've never known you to shirk your duty!" Uh... not really Miss Appleton," the blond thirteen ye...r old replied.The class sniggered and Alice looked up sharply. Recovering her composure, she spoke with renewed authority. "We'll have to discuss this after class, Tim. You know that." Yes, ma'am," Tim replied, turning to go back to his seat.Throughout the rest of the class, Alice felt flushed and perturbed. It was so unlike the Larsen boy not to. I knew it was strong. That was the way I liked my coffee, hot and strong.I said, “What’s your name?”“Alice. Alice Wi-Wilcox. The way she stumbled over her last name. I doubted that it was real. She seemed unused to that last name.“Okay, Alice. Let’s get some answers. Who or what were you running from?”She took a breath which, considering the state of her blouse, was impressive. “My bodyguards were or will soon be after me. They mean well but I just wanted to get away for a while. All I have. This Gareth held a sword unlike anything anyone had ever seen. The rainbow colors of the rock seemed to radiate from the short fat blade. The strained thin-lipped smile on Gareth's face seemed to imply the effort it took to hold such a blade. Not even during the early days of the kingdom, when Sagu held the dreaded Darkstaff, had she felt such awe from a weapon."It's just an image!" she exclaimed, tearing away her eyes from the monument. The elderly Shaman gazed at her with sympathy and offered. Since we moved to Scottsdale a few months ago, he’s made some new friends but with his father’s death and adjusting to a new place he’s not been dating.”“Perhaps that is part of the problem. How about his urination? How frequent and volume?”“That’s something you’d have to ask Sid, but I will tell you, as a young boy, he had quite the ability to pee. We used to get a kick out of him challenging his uncles to pee contests. Makes me laugh just thinking about it,” Trish said, a smile suddenly.