"If that's cool, yeah," Amy asks. "That's fine, just text me when you're on your way."Amy leaves quickly and Trish gives me hell about teasing her lik... that in front of her daughter. By this time everyone else has left. We have this game that I liked to play. Basically the game was Marco Polo but you had to walk around the gym naked with the backup lights on while you were blindfolded. The blindfold was see through enough to not trip over anything but you couldn't make-out any objects.I hide in. She went on. "Do we have to curtsy to Sir Henry?" Good Lord no. He would be very embarrassed if you did. Anyway isn't it in your constitution you don't bow to anyone? Something about there will be no nobility?" She shook her head. "Henry doesn't go in for formality; he will probably tell you to call him Henry." I added.Henry did tell them not to use the title, gave the ladies a short tour of the house, and then let them loose in the garden. Kent, Jackson and I were in the library with an old. I think I want to be on deck, not trapped like a rat in a can." Mary Ellen said. She got a whole lot of respect for that."Might as well count me in as well," Alice said."You would do better in the galley with the antibiotic cream and hot coffee," I suggested.Not only did I give Mary Ellen my Glock 20, I gave her a walkie talkie. Alex had bought them from Radio Shack, I'm sure, but they worked just fine.I went to the rear of the ship. and found the drunk standing there with his goggles scanning. How could this gorgeous man who lives in this castlelike house want to have lunch with me. There was nothing special about me. “Clara,” his voice called from the top of the steps. I froze where I was, unable to move my feet another step forward. “You made it.” “Yeah,” I answered, spinning slightly to look around at his house and property. “I can’t believe that you live here, this place is amazing.” “Yeah, its pretty nice,” he laughed. “The inside is even nicer if you would like to take a.