My wives were very attentive to my needs. I loved my children and took time to teach them things. I meant to get some more books when I went back to M...rty's next year.The clan was bigger now than it had ever been. I thought often and long about my role in the clan.I fished some and thought about my situation. I decided that I loved my wives and would not worry about them and loving me anymore. I loved them and I was going to let them love me.I worked on planting the wheat before the snow fell.. Or were you one of those unfortunate lads who was still suckling when he was ten?’”Yren just smiled at her impressions.“And you did it all with that wide smile on your face,” Ataya chortled. “Even when he was trying so hard to cut you down, you just smiled at him the whole time. By chaos, by mid-day you had him mumbling to himself.”“It was actually Vestra’s idea,” Yren admitted. “She told me if I really wanted to drive him mad, I shouldn’t allow myself to get angry. I should just smile and. It'd be best not underestimate him."Rhodes, I think it's about time someone showed you that manners can be taught as well as learned." Rafe voice was cold and full of challenge."I don't think you're the one to do the teaching sonny," Rhodes said. He flipped his frock coat away from his holstered pistol. "Better mind your own business while you still can. Hard to do when you're dead." Why are you pushing this Rhodes? Rafe asked in a puzzled voice."You remember a man named Ralph Colbert?" He was. He asked at the counter for a steak meal. The waitress advised him to sit down and she would bring over his meal together with his coffee. Meg was 36, widow around 165cm small top and slim waist, with a small bubble rear end. Very pretty.As the cafe was very quiet Joe asked about the town. Meg advised it has a population of around 8,000. They chatted for a while. He asked if they had any boarding houses or room to let places. Because of his bike, he preferred that type of accommodation, so he.