" Jo, would you like to see what you'd look like as an eighteen year oldgirl?" I asked."But I'm only just five foot." Which is just under the average ...eight for a teenage girl," I said."I'm game. I've been mistaken for a girl for so long, it would beinteresting to see what I'd look like." Angel, would you do Jo's makeup and you are much better at it than me?" Of course." Jo, take a shower and wash your hair, there's some conditioner on theshelf. Put on a bathrobe and join me in Angel and my. You have the right to learn and understand yourself, even if these men claim you don’t. Read it, and I guarantee you’ll find information you wish you’d had a long time ago.” “And where did this knowledge come from?” Phelps asked. “I seem to recall a certain someone getting onstage and reciting the same lies to a room full of young cadets. That person is Uther’s greatest enemy, the Wandering Spirit!”“It’s true, this information came from Noah, developed over his long life. He told me that cadets. "So what do you do?" I'm an editor." Do you like it?" Yes, I really do. I get a chance to read books before anyone else."I nodded for the sake of doing something."So Judy tells me you like to read?" Oh yes, love to." I answered.We started talking about our favourite authors and books, which lead into movies and music, and foods and before I knew it, I'd had 6 beers and she'd had 4 vodka tonics. I'm a lightweight so I was pretty intoxicated by this time. I glanced at my watch and giggled."Holy. Fishing boats, which were moored in neat rows at the villages piers were just masts poking above the water, like banner poles, with tattered and burnt banners of creamy white, the remains of their sails.Even from almost a mile away, the stench of cooked meat came to Wendy's nose, and nearly caused her to vomit. A handful of people seemed to have survived the raid, moving slowly through the wreckage that had been their homes and lives.Wendy took a deep breath and nudged her horse to a walk,.