The bows of the ship flared widely, but there was sufficient clearance.Rashbrooke had managed to organise a trip for Briyan to visit his Grandfather's...birthplace. John himself, and his wife, Benin, were now well into their eighties and were no-longer capable of making the journey. They still lived in the city of Novgorod together with their friend, Jana Ivanova. Jana had moved in with the couple some 12 years ago after her Military pension had been wiped out by currency inflation.John, now. She doesn’t have to say how! I joked with her and said “So did you give them head for their hard work?” She slapped my arm and said “No! But I did fix them some iced tea.” I laughed so hard and said “Oh yeah! Every guy wants to bust their ass around a hot girl and only wants iced tea!” She said “That’s their own fault! They didn’t ask for anything!” Kelly started twirling her hair with her pinky finger sticking out and said “And you guys think blondes are dumb!” and she was laughing as. Mixon." Before I tell you the rest of the story," got left out of that sentence but both Ambrose and I heard it. It was also plain as day that William was as informed about "the rest of the story" as he was going to get, if Eoin had anything to say about it. William's knowledge, or lack thereof, about what was really going on would make things awkward, I was sure. But I was also with Eoin in his desire to keep William in the dark (no pun intended) about me and my relationship with the things. "Yes, why?" Martha replied."Just the bloodied clothing wasn't part of the school uniform," I replied."I was told it was her vest," Martha said."Would she meet friends on the way to school?" I asked."She'd meet her cousins, or did, they'd had a falling out recently and she refused to go round there anymore," Martha said."A fight with the cousins?" I asked."She never said, just that she didn't want to go anymore. I figured it would pass, these things do ... did," Martha said.I asked several more.