” I said sincerelyDonna had been in a car crash the year before, she'd been banged up pretty badly but now seemed to be back to full health, thank G...d. But perhaps it had changed her, she’d been quite uptight before but now she seemed so relaxed. We talked more about our families and ourselves. I asked her about her husband Leroy and their children. I hated not being a part of their families' life anymore.She told me they were all well and she and Leroy just plod on as usual. I knew they’d had. I had no large household to slip into unnoticed, and I was not foolish enough to sail by myself. This time I went openly as a slave, a slave without a "protector" save a distant Emperor in Rome who would be displeased to see harm come to his "gift". Who could doubt those letters, slaves, especially women slaves could neither read nor write, could they? Suffice to say on a fine spring morning, with Constantine more or less still secure on the throne in his new capitol, I took ship down the coast. ”It was almost too much to take in at once. The foyer led into the living room and dining room combination, which was bright and airy, with tile floors and twelve-foot ceilings, and a variety of wicker furniture with cushions. It looked to be roughly the size of our entire town house! Down a short hallway to one side was the master suite, which was quite large, with a gargantuan four poster bed in the center, and plenty of dressers and cabinets. This room had a master bathroom that was simply. She stood 5’8” about an inch taller than Tammy. She said, “Hello my name is Jen Washito. My Grandfather and your Grandfather studied under the same sensei. They also served together in the Army. When my Grandfather heard that yours had been murdered, he sent me to see if you needed any assistance. May I come in?”“I am so sorry, please do come in and have a seat.” I said quickly and looked embarrassed from making her ask to come in.“I would like to ask if you will permit me to train with you;.