“Tim, don’t be a fool, take the money. She will die leaving millions to charity. Open your restaurant, give your lady her dream.”, he replied. I...went home that evening carrying more money than anyone could dream of having in their vehicle at one time. I went inside and went into the office where I always put my briefcase, pens, business card holder, wallet and watch. I also set the briefcase that Mary Stein had left with me on the desk as well. Michelle wasn’t home yet she had mentioned that. I was looking forward to getting her out of the dress later, was just a shame we had the k**s in the room with us.By about 10 o'clock I had had enough and decided to head back to the hotel with the k**s, she was rather drunk and said she would get a lift with either her brother or sister. She eventually got back just after 1 o'clock in the morning, I was woken by a noise outside our door, I opened it to find her on all fours looking for her keycard in her bag. I said nice arse, she laughed and. Is there garlic?”“Sorry. But there is a bunch of green onions.”“That’s fine. I’m going to change and wash up. Then we can talk. It’s too early to cook dinner.”I rinsed some peaches and nectarines and put them on a plate. Then I put up water, so Rachel could have tea.“OK, tell me,” I said when she reappeared.“I’ve been looking at recently published dissertations in fine art. None was helpful insofar as what I want to do.”“That sounds good. Your ideas aren’t ordinary nor stale.”“Thanks. But will. "Maybe."**********************************************************************************************"Alright, with that roll ... your sword whistles at it cuts through theair, slamming the creature's chitinous armor with a resounding crash.For a moment, you think it will hold, but then, it cracks and the bladecleaves deep into its brain," Robert delivered the result of my rollwith gusto. "Robbed of functioning intelligence, the last of theinsects crumples to the ground." Whew!" I breathed in.