Josette had long since curled up for a nap under Stephen's arm before the car approached the relatively anonymous four-bedroomed detached estate house...that Fran and Stephen called home."Home" said Fran, as she turned the ignition off, and the big engine died. "You turn the electricity on Stephen; I will turn on the water. Take a case with you as you go in."Josette carried her case and joined Stephen in the hallway. Lights appeared the instant Stephen flicked the main switch behind the door and. If my mage were here, or any of his servants, I would have him teach you. Yes, we care. There was nasty smoke and an awful smell for some days, I could barely sleep."Pylonem grated out between clenched teeth. "Boy... you just get your mage here. I will have words with him."Esfalan and Verothlen both reacted to the word 'servants'. Trading a glance, they readied themselves for action."And why should the Emperor summon me?" the voice was deep and smooth. Standing in the doorway at the far end of. "Bonjou Charlie" I grinned happily, and playing with my long ponytail."Girl! Aint ya gonna say hi to your auntie?" aunt Pinkie smiled back at me, wearing her flowery church hat."Bonjou ... mo chagren" I smiled.She nodded her head and turned around to start babbling to granny. I liked playing with Charlie ... we always made up games about spaceships and strange planets that didn't exist. We both slouched in the large, black leather backseat with our knees hitting against the back of the front. No education, that's what it was. Coloured girls were just not behaving as they should. No wonder it was known that white men in the south treated women of colour so badly. Tizzy took her glass of soda and sat on a stool by a table as far from the bar and as close to the door as she could.As she sat perched on the stool, crossing her legs so that her dress was raised above her ankles, showing the white stockings she'd so recently bought, she studied the bar with desultory interest. Darn! The.