The houses are modest starter homes built in the late 70s. Two huge cottonwood trees grew in our front yard and shaded the whole house and into the st...eet. In the backyard we have trees surrounding an open area large enough to play volleyball or play kids baseball. The story I am going to tell started one summer afternoon. I was 6 years old and spent most of my time hanging out with my best friend who lived in the next block, we mostly played at the park down the street and made fun of people. Sheila was all red faced and flustered when she realised it was me and tried to hurry past me. I said to her that i hadn't had a chance to speak to her for weeks and how i missed our chats etc.Sheila babbled on about how our last real meeting had been a drunken mistake and that she felt really embarrassed about it. I replied that it had been fantastic and fun and that I would never be able to forget it. By now Sheila had started to relax a little and wasn't quite so cold with me. She then asked. After cleaning the house, I washed the clothes and then entered to kitchen for preparing meals. I planned to prepare chappati and gobi manchurian and started preparing that. My father-in-law was awake and I saw him going to drawing room. I completed my household works by 1.30pm and the lunch was ready. I took the food in a plate and went to mother-in-laws room, I was feeding her with my hands and at the same time my father-in-law entered the room. He asked mother-in-law ” how are you feeling. He’s the smartest of us, he must have seen something.”I waited while Hakon moved the rest of them. Not only was their combined light even brighter, the stones also began emitting a humming noise. “Dragonborn, I’m not sure about this.”“Be ready. I’m going to try something. GAAN LAH HAAS!” I knew that was the right shout immediately. It worked to full effect, and I could see and feel the power of the stones being drained from them. The stones began trying to throw off lightning bolts. I had kept.