Forbidden love, passion, rule breaking. Right up my street."I looked up and caught his eye. They're the brightest shade of blue I've seen and framed b... impossible dark eyelashes. It was the first thing I noticed about him and even five weeks later, I tried not to look into them because they always made me catch my breath. "Do you break the rules a lot?" I asked. He smiled, his teeth straight and white. Something else that made me catch my breath. He sat back in his chair and started to tell me. The riverbed before the split was composed of a different sort of rock than after the split. There was no lead mud in the open river way and no quartz sand or rock.“Opal Anne, I think the gold and silver must be coming from the other river.”“I think you’re right. This could be the way to the source. If it is, we need to talk.”“About?”“If we share it with your brothers,” She looked at me with great concern.“Opal Anne, I’m not sure that I like the way my brothers are living their lives with Betty. Would you like to change your life?The message was impossible. There wasn’t anything on my camera able to generate a message like this. No apps, no internet…no way. But more than the impossibility of it, the question itself stuck out to me.Wouldn’t anyone, if they were in my shoes?Still, I selected “no.” Whatever strange force—and yes, I already believed something supernatural was at play—had infected my camera and posed me a question with such an obvious answer had wasted its time. Sure, I. She entered the house cautiously, as if expecting me to be harboring a half-dozen sluts. There was no doubt in my mind that she'd seen me bring home entertainment. She looked around uneasily, but the place was in good shape -- the maid had come through earlier in the day. I didn't let women leave their mark on the place, anyway. I smiled innocently. "Would you like something to drink?" Um, no, thanks. Michael said something about rules?" I have signs posted," I told her. "The usual stuff -- no.