" I mumbled as I moved my arms from across me."Thanks lady." Finished the one boy as he tossed the bag to me. With that said they were gone.Quickly an... without incident, I got dressed. I looked at myself in the mirror before walking back out to where Scott was waiting. The outfit he'd picked out was a little revealing for me, since I was never one to buy into the bare stomach look, but it was better than nothing. I felt a little ill at easy, not wearing a bra with such a short shirt, my 34C. Several realized that they were watching an extraordinary event.It was well nigh impossible to refute his work. They excitedly questioned each other on the level of genius relative to other known great mathematicians. The consensus reached was he was not a common once-in-a-lifetime genius; Jason was in a different league of genius who could derive a whole branch of mathematics to solve a particular problem and to do this in minutes. Everyone had found time that morning to learn the basics. At least there are memories. She still has them. Such as? Such as how she told her husband she was ill and would stay home. Not badly ill, no dear, just a little indisposed and headachy. You know. No, I don't need to see the doctor. I'll call you later.She remembers light. The sun rising to an almost cloudless sky, shining pink light, then white, on the house, light that flitted into the light interior and reflected off furniture and glass knick-knacks, that filtered into her shower while she. I was not to enter the gardens, any of the public areas on the first or second floors, or use the front entrance to the palace. I was to curtsy and not meet the eyes of any noble who passed and follow any instructions given me by any noble or palace servant that did not contradict my duties to Anarion.I hated it. The food was passable, but that was the only part of the experience even remotely worthwhile. They were so arrogant! All of them! And the palace servants were the absolute worst. To.