"That shirt's nasty. Put this on." He tossed it at her. "It's clean."She looked up from tugging on her dirty sneakers. "But…?He gave her a level and...steady stare.She folded under the weight of his gaze. "Okay." She tugged the dirty shirt back off then pulled the new one on. The Alchemist yanked her old shirt from her fingers and threw it over his shoulder. The shirt flopped half-in and half-out of the small trashcan in the corner.She looked over at it. "The shirt's free, or you can pay me back. Her knuckles went white on the edge of the bench.Her breath grew deep and concentrated. Though every muscle fiber in her body was firing, she was paralyzed. After a moment of silence, the force of release washed over her and her hips began to collapse into his hand. She released her grip on the bench and grabbed on to either side of his head.“Slow down just a little,” she gasped. He followed her direction and allowed her to relish in the hot-cold gush of liquid energy racing down the length of. She cried. She smiled.“Thank you, my dear Uncle Charlie. Thank you. You have another. I have no plans of ever leaving you. I mean other than school and stuff. I’m yours. I guess I always have been, but Malta cemented that in place. I hope you still have room for another.”My tears fell on hers. She kissed me. Linda snuggled up to us. She pushed me off to the side. “Danni, can you grab me a towel for Charlie and your sister, please.”“Yes, but just stay there.” She came back, handed Linda that. ’ Three nights later I was on my own. I no longer existed to anyone I had ever known. Thrown away like a tissue by my first and only lover. I cried for weeks, begging my lover to return to me. If she had heard me, she ignored me. Until now. You are playing with danger Pet. I nearly sat up though it was midday. How did you find me? I asked nervously. Are you that naïve still Pet? I always know where you are. I turned you. We are joined for life. Then how does Grace see into my thoughts? The.