Of course, he did not call it "the Civil War," but Ethel knew what he was talking about.As Jonas talked, and Ethel listened closely, he told her more ...bout the bank's business than perhaps he really should. After all, she was only just another customer, though Jonas was already starting to think of her as a member of the family. By the time Jonas had talked for two hours, and Ethel had asked a few very intelligent questions, she was in complete agreement with Jonas that all his bank really. Honey scented lips..’ Yep thats mine all right. Melissa was sitting rigid now, so was Mrs Marks, looked like her legs were clamped together. ‘.. gazing softly across the star-lit courtyard…’ ‘…. gently caress the fiery red locks that embellish your heart shaped face….’ I switched back to the letter and realized that I might have got a bit carried away when I was writing it. But still Audrey continued. I looked at her and her upper legs were pressed together as she hunched slightly forward. I. George stepped out of his office and asked me to come in and sit down. George complimented me on all the good work I'd done recently. I was immediately on guard. George only took the time to compliment people when he had something unpleasant to say to them.George hid his thoughts behind a coffee mug for a second and then told me that I would receive another assignment tomorrow. Acting nonchalant, I said that one job was like the next, but that there was still more to do in the level I was. Iordan knew only too well that no songs would be sung, nor tales told, about the deeds of the lord Iosoan and the battle of the forest.And what of wisdom? Had it been wise to leave the capitol unprotected? Had it been wise to walk knowingly into the jaws of a trap, to allow the enemy to dictate the terms? To pit father and son each against superior forces with only a faint whisper of hope as their ally: had there not been some other hope held by the great lord, secret, fueled by grief and.