" he thought to her in a gentle yet firm mental command.First her lips parted, though no sound followed. Her eyes hardened and she pressed her lips fi...mly together."Say it!" he thought more forcefully.In no time her lips had parted again and a low moan escaped them. Her chin quivered and a tear fell down her cheek. She was making this far more painful than it need be. Still the seated man did not move."Say it, NOW!!" He thought again, this time with the equivalent of a mental slap.The woman's. ”Tim is astonished, but more so when the jeweler tells him that the ring is valued at over five thousand pounds. Mixed emotions run through Tim hearing this. ‘Why did his mother not just sell the ring when she needed money? Did Thomas care that much for his mother to buy her such a valuable ring?’The jeweler continues, Tim only half hearing. “To resize the ring would have taken much of its value away, and the difference between what it is now and what you requested is minimal. It should. He was forced back by the ripe burst of gas that she involuntarily released, however.“Oh, I’m afraid you are most certainly a pig, my dear guest.” Wonka spoke with his usual final certainty, not looking directly at anyone. “Albeit a rather anthropomorphized version. It happens every time with the bacon course, I’m afraid. We’d had it corrected with the roast beef, but seeing as you wanted something else…”“Get… oink… away from me!” the pig-girl squealed at Mike, as much a desperate request as a. I described the whole Sickle Cell and Neil fathering a child with Hannah discussion, and finally confessed how in my anger with Neil I’d thrown myself at Tyrell and Lewis, fucking Tyrell in the restroom and then spending the night with the two of them together.Jason listened patiently, only saying a few things, but I could see that he understood how I was hurting. At the end of it all, he looked into my eyes and asked a simple question.“So, Claire darling, what do you want to do now?”I sighed.