He always knows.”And just like that, she’d summed him up. Outed. Vulnerable. Gay.Henri wrapped both hands around his mug. Stared into the ligh... brown mixture. Coffee. Watered down with sweets but in the end, just coffee.“He was diagnosed with leukemia a year ago.”The words were foreign. Wrong. He blinked. Raised his head and looked at her, but she faced the vineyards. She shook her head. “We met in college. Not a lot of people knew he was bisexual, but I did. I wasn’t stupid; we talked. " I saw her beam at the praise."Why don't you go scout ahead. I'll be fine." Oh, and Chandra?" She looked back just as she started riding off. "Thank you," I said with a small smile. Her presence did help my mood this morning I hadn't thought of Megan once since we left town.Well, maybe three or four times.Unfortunately, our clear morning fled before the oncoming storm clouds. The wind started gusting shortly before lunch. I stopped us early so that we could eat before the rain came killing our. The picture froze and Anna walked up to the middle of the dais."Well, ladies, pick up your garter belts."Kevin looked at his friends. Grace was looking to her right, at thedresser's top, and Sophie down at her flat crotch."Do you need encouragement?"Sophie was the first to pick her garter belt. Kevin was next. Gracepicked hers reluctantly with distasteful expression."Good. Now take a closer look at your belts."They all looked identical. Flimsy bands of white lace, embroidered witha pattern. ”“It worked.”“And you have a scar.”“You can heal the scar, can’t you.”I grimaced at her correct guess. Even now, I was still healing the rest of her wound unconsciously. I didn’t want that perfect body, nor my friend, damaged, if I was being honest.“My head hurts, but the pain in my leg is mostly gone. Is that your doing, too?”“Everything is getting Healed. Flesh, bones, the artery you decimated, muscles and nerves.”“You are really amazing.”And you’re a wackjob... “What else can you do?”“I see.