Why do they always blame their problems on the white man? These days, no one has it easy. Everyone gets the shaft from life sooner or later. I know of...white women who are beggars on the street. I know of white men who are completely destitute. I know of wealthy black folks who are living large. I know of innocent men locked away for crimes they didn’t commit. And I know of women as well as men who have been allowed to get away with murder. That’s life, I guess. The protection of decent,. No roof collapse, the windows were all there. An entire colony ofwhat he hoped were native plants had climbed up the front face of thehouse. If it was kudzu, he was burning the place down himself.A small shock went through his system as soon as he thought that. Weird.Erin knocked on the door once. Even with it closed, he could hear it echothroughout the place, as if he dropped a penny down and empty well. Hewaited a second, and knocked again. He wasn't sure anybody lived hereanymore, but. "Miranda sighed happily, and hugging Misty before kissing her. "I hate to say it, but I have to put the candles out," she replied sadly."You could have done that while I was asleep," commented Misty quizzically."No," said Miranda, shaking her head, "I'm afraid I just didn't have the strength to tear myself away from you."Misty smiled, sighing happily as she rolled off Miranda and reluctantly out of her arms. "I'll still be here when you get back," she assured."I hope so," responded Miranda with. " "Lady Vishnew, this," I said waving my arms around, "In all honesty is one of the main reasons that we didn't stay together. I am a man, not a puppet, I will not be made to dance for anyone else, to do so would make me less than I am or can be. So yes you might say there is something interfering, it just happens to be my father and your husband." The look of shock, then the smirk on her face let me know she'd guessed they were the reason behind my resistance. "Hmmmm I see, it was about as I.