“No cunt I don’t want anything. But I don’t think you should sit at the table. Dump your food on the floor and then get down like the dog you ar... and eat it. No utensils. Eat like a fucking dog.”I saw Ron standing back watching to see what I would do and he had a great big smile on his face. Once again, I hated him for not helping me. I wasn’t sure if Beth was serious and didn’t do it right away.That was a big mistake on my part. I didn’t jump when she told me to dump my food on the floor, but. With her head so close to my midsection and the lamp warming the air molecules above her, I inhaled the patchouli she must have sprinkled on that morning. I closed my eyes, breathing in the earthy and mysterious scent."Ouch!" I yelped, opening my eyes suddenly. Tanya was yanking individual hairs out of my knees with tweezers. She grasped me more firmly. I flushed, embarrassed. After all this time, I should be able to take the discomfort, well, like a woman."Sorry, but you know how hard it is to. "Go get cleaned up," Uncle John told Derek. He clearly was displeased athis son's reaction. "I'll take care of this."I watched as Derek nodded before walking past me toward the house. Kylewasn't far behind him."Are you okay?" Uncle John asked me next. I was surprised to hear suchcaring in his voice. I nodded silently to him, and he headed toward thehouse too.Tracy was the first one to laugh. Katy and I weren't far behind. Even Dadwas laughing and shaking his head. He caught my eyes with his. When I reach the location where the traitors are they will neversuspect Miss Greta being a spy let alone a Knight. Sir Troy you'llfollow me up to a point before I mingle with the traitors. I'll staythere all night and when sunrise occurs I want you to meet up with meand we'll both kill these traitors. They will never know where Sir Grayand Sir Troy came from!" Sir Gray I see a lot of problems with this plan," Sir Troy says.Sir Gray a little upset says in a Miss Greta voice, "What problems doyou.