We’d just need the confirmed incorporation papers which were expected by the end of the week. I picked up the phone and called Joyce.“I got the pa...kage of papers on Friday, signed them, and sent them to you,” she said after we’d greeted each other.“Cool. How’s your grandfather doing?” I asked.“Good. He’s stubborn, as I’m sure that you can imagine, but my grandmother is even more stubborn. I think you know how we Italian women are!”“Oh, I most certainly do!” I laughed.We chatted for a few. So far, he has never seen anyone falling into a depressed state for long. Probably the fact that they could expect to live an extremely long time had something to do with it.Two days after the death of Lomac, they came to the edge of the dry and desolate plain. It had more the appearance of a desert than that of a plain. In the far distance, they could see the horizon where the landscape met the sky and in between the topography of the land was all the same - sand, rock and a little grass here. “Well, it hasn’t so far, so no, I don’t think so. I’d probably suggest you start replacing more of Helen’s feeds to camla milk, as in six weeks she is going to have to share.”“She is eleven weeks, and she is already very strong, grabs everything, rolls over and even sits with a little support. She is well developed, so I don’t think it will hurt her.”Sean had Helen in his lap as he was feeding her, her dinner bottle. “Hear that Helen, daddy is going to have to feed you more often. You like. 'hmm, I think your lieing to me mia. your behind is not nearly red enough for you to have learnt you lesson'he pulled me up and onto my knees. I just knelt there as he walked to the other side of the room. he came back, behind me and grabbed both my arms and duct taped my wrists together. he then pulled me up and bent me over his desk. I cried out ' please don't'He then began strikeing my bare ass with a cane. I screamed each time he did it. he striked me so many times I lost count. he.