A Porsche? Hah! So I sit quietly, cursing my stepfather for foisting this job on me because he got stuck late at the office again. ‘You’ll appr...ciate it when you see the look at your mom’s face,’ he’d texted. Right. Sure. Not. She’ll be all over him in yet another nauseating display of sexual affection I’m glad I don’t have to deal with during semester. “It’s nice.” And it is. But I can’t tell the difference between the Macan and the Cayenne for shit. “Nice?” Ashton mutters before. It tasted so good I just gulped everything down. As my tray went out the door, a maternity nurse instructed me to get up...which was surprisingly easy...and get comfortable in a large chair by the window. Breast feeding was such a treat. Already, we both knew exactly what to do. He was hungry and my breasts were so ready for him. A contented feeling came over me as I sat holding him, looking out over the parking lots from the fourth floor. It was magic. The world seemed so right. My mother’s. "Well, I sure hope you feel better than you look Rose," Sylvia said. She also smiled."I don't," I said."When you get out of here, we have a bunk for recovery at Church Camp, if you need it. Most of us don't have any family," she explained."Thank you Sylvia, but I'm going to try it at home," I said."Good for you," she replied. "By the way the Geek ran a simulation with all the facts. You probably saved at least ten lives by getting that guard away from the monitors. Just sayin." Nice to know," I. “I have an accommodation set and a basic Mage Library for your use.” That last part perked her up enough to cause her eyes to sparkle. Something about her seemed young, even younger than I, even though I suspected that she was much older. Maybe two to three times older than me, though she looked and felt younger. Mage Evenglow left me with an uneasy feeling. Unlike the Soldiers she didn’t mask her expressions. That would, hopefully, help me deal with her.“Would you tell me the spells at your.