I ignored everyone else and just smiled at lil bro. “Dustin—Go down to my room. Close the door and lock it. Don't let anyone in but me. You unders...and me ?” Dustin just looked at me for the moment, then I yelled at him “RUN”. Dustin jumps from the table and like a scared dog darts for the stairs, slamming the door behind him, and throwing the deadbolt.The rest got quite, and just sat there looking at me. “What's up Matthew---you ain't gonna get all pissy now just cause we had some fun last. " Like what?" Cheryl asked, nuzzling my ear."Damned if I know. She sits on the couch, watching me like a hawk, like she's waiting for something." Oh." Cheryl tittered. "I know." What?" Luz gave her the list of duties -- not the child raising, the other stuff." So?" She's a woman in this house..." Luz told her that fucking me is part of the job?" I erupted."Uh huh." Cheryl's eyes danced."You're shitting me, right?" Uh uh. Heck, I think it's why she took the job!" Howcum I had to wait to my. .. not land?”“Alighting ... but seaplane pilots call it landing ... or water landing ... alighting is the correct term ... but...”“Saves confusion?” I said.“Yup ... no longer flying ... but not crashed.”“Ah ... the important distinction ... not crashed.”“The big lake is littered with failed carrier landings.”“They had carriers on the great lakes?”“Converted passenger steamers ... two of ‘em. Official historians claim that every carrier pilot trained in Lake Michigan.”“Why not use regular. Of loss. Ruta took a half step towards the pool."She saw her son tortured. Nailed to a cross and left to die. You'd be sad, too." Turning to Issa, she took his hand again. "Kneel down."Ruta knelt down on the smooth stone, gently pulling Issa. Awkwardly, he got down beside her, knees not quite built for that position. Felek knelt on the other side of her, letting his Love take the lead. She was more religious than he, more ... spiritual. Perhaps even more loving, because of it. Certainly, it was.