“What about your mom and dad?”“I hate my mom,” She said coldly. “She hurt daddy and she acts like all Amelia and I are is dress up dolls. Da...dy is always working and has to call a sitter all the time.”“He would be worried about you though,” Darren commented.“Darren do you promise not to say anything to anyone if I tell you something,” she said.“Ok I promise.”“I heard daddy talking to one of his friends on the phone,” she said fidgeting. “He said he didn’t want us. He was only trying to get. It has an unusual fragrance don’t you agree,’ she asked still looking dreamily into his eyes. The scent more than intrigued him. In fact he felt an unexpected arousal in smelling it. Then it hit him, it was the same perfume his mother used. He wondered if it might be a favorite of vampires. He decided to buy it thinking if Alexis didn’t like it he’d give it to his mother, when and if he saw her again. After looking around for another hour or so he decided on a heavy-duty toenail clipper.. ..imbalance aplenty----America,home of the slavecurrent size,of contagionthree hundred plus millionbelieving ourselves to be great,it is just not sowe are a collective of consumersin debt and delusionalchina owns most of itoh we're living the dreamfreedom etc and whatnot dreams are never ever realgiven a number at birthfor our securitybullshitour lives regulated rules a plentyfighting over scrapswe want to believein near sickly desperationwe are earning a wagewhen in fact we are nothing more. He pointed along the ridge, about fifty yards to an old landslide that had tumbled rocks down the ridge."You will go there, you and Hestius. Tomorrow, make notes of the battlefield. Look for the God-King's officers. If you see one go down, make a note of it. Keep your head down as much as you can, once the shooting starts."Hestius will write the notes and keep the maps you make. Do you understand?" I don't get any say in this?" No. The only one of your people who can read and write, besides.