It was a Homecoming prank. They hadn’t been alone, but of the twelve participants, they were the two who got caught by Mark and the others. Their fr...ends had gotten safely away.The parking area had a lot of loose gravel. It was uncomfortable on their bare feet. The Richfield pair weren’t going to be running off anywhere very fast. Five others got out of the van, three boys and two girls. Wayne, the skinny kid from the backseat had two partial cans of the paint they had confiscated. “Too bad. I was awake. So melodramatic, but it was true; hey, I have to remember (well, that’s so ... different ... I made a pun) that this is MY journal, I can be melodramatic as much as I want! Okay, let’s get serious.I could remember waking earlier, or was that what had made me not awake, I had been coughing, and spluttering, hacking and spewing up liquid from my lungs. Someone had hit me across the back, perhaps to help me expel the liquid.I had had a dream, where I was in the water, and I woke, and. As Anne slides into her seat and begins to serve herself breakfast, she asks, "Any news in the world, Father?" Eh?" asks George Foxhaven, rather distractedly. "No, no, no good news in the world...all ill abroad, as usual." He snorts and puts down the newspaper, shoving it aside. "I don't know why I try to follow politics still, after that nonsense three years ago. The country is going to hell in a handbasket, embracing these indecent practices with unmarried young women throughout the land. I'm. Or insanity. Sin was certainly a bit annoyed that Abris was so lighthearted. Sin was just the opposite—so serious, so quick to anger, and completely untrusting. She was jealous, too. Jealous of the privileged upbringing this woman had (at least the upbringing she thought that Abris had—in actuality, she knew nothing about her). ‘It’s no matter. I think you’ll decide yourself that you need me.’ That too, Abris said simply and confidently. In that way, she could have easily been a merchant’s.