“My very thought,” Coven said with a more choking laugh.Laudus slapped Coven on the back, hard. The whack caught him by surprise and he might have...bitten his tongue, because he stopped talking. Laudus gave an evil-eye glint at Tharin, daring him to make a similar ill-toned sound.Tharin smirked and lifted his hands in surrender. “I was just enjoying the magic mirror show, don’t mind me.”The handmaidens were shocked at their mistress’s violence, both wide eyed with fallen chins and protruding. Man, I'm gonna miss this. I ain't gonna miss the summer heat but there's something about standing in your backyard wearing only shorts and a t-shirt in November that I could've gotten used to. Oh ... and the smell of Texas barbeque ... damn, my mouth is already watering!Turning, I glanced back on the family cookout that was in progress behind me. The get together was in my honor, celebrating my recent promotion as shop foreman. It was labeled an 'adult party' and the half dozen company. “OK, I know you’re smart enough to accept help from others when you’re out on patrol and end up in an enemy ambush that has you out numbered. When pinned down like that, and running out of ammo, you’ve no objections to a resupply drop and some other troops hitting the enemy from behind, do you?” He frowns while he nods agreement, it’s clear he doesn’t see where I’m heading. “So, why is it you get upset and angry when offered some help and a resupply drop when caught in an ambush by an economic. As I was almost to her house I noticed there was four other cars in her driveway. Unusual since there was usually only one, and that one wasn't even there. There was no space on the driveway so I parked my car on the curb. I stepped out of my car slowly, taking note that all the curtains on the windows were closed. I walked through the freshly cut lawn and onto the porch, taking a second to check myself over before knocking on the cherry red front door. Mrs. Johnson opened up the door with a.