"I wonder what Celtic mythology is." Oh, most likely the stories we read about Cuchulain and Lug and those blokes. You remember. 'The Cattle Raid at C...oley' and 'The Story of MacDatho's Pig.' And the Welsh Mabinogion. There's probably Scots stuff, too. Not merely the fake Ossian." Right. I liked the Mabinogion, especially 'Culhwch and Olwen'." Well, we've got that somewhere. And Yeats' Irish Fairy and Folk Tales. I'm not sure we still have the Old Norse stuff. Dad may have those." Oh! I hadn't. "Youbetrayed my trust and you repeatedly were lying to me."Nick tried to say something but she raised her hand firmly telling him,"Please, let me finish, it won't take long and whatever you tell me can'tchange my mind."She sounded very ominous and Nick got seriously worried for the firsttime.Cynthia continued, "You have two options Nick, either you go instantlyfrom this house and start a new life or you get a punishment to fit thecrime."He was aghast. Would Cynthia be that cruel to throw him. "You most certainly are." He took her hand and pulled her to him until he was able to give her a comforting hug. "And whatever it is that's troubling you we'll face it as a family." Indeed we will," added my mother moving to her other side and taking her other hand as she too hugged her.Madeleine then looked at me and Vikki, her eyes pleading with us to help her convince my parents that we should let her stay in the van.We had stopped by that stage and I said, "Maddy, my parents are never. ” He whispered. “Do you know that every day for the two months, ever since you graduated, Luke’s been telling me, ‘I’m gonna marry that girl?’ Thank God he’s finally acting because if I’d heard that from him one more time, I would have shot him.” We both laughed, soprano and baritone in harmony. “Welcome to the family honey.” He hugged me tight. Luke walked out then, all dressed up in a suit and tie. That’s weird, he NEVER dresses up. Ever. He went straight to my car. “Babe, lemme get the.