”Kevin returned from his trip on a warm Tuesday afternoon just after two. He arrived quietly, leaving his bag at the door. He noticed the den was em...ty and looked through the door to the pool deck. A single figure occupied a lounger facing away from him.He opened the door and climbed the three steps to the deck. As he approached he recognized the red hair of Susanna. She lay stretched out wearing only large sunglasses on her head and reading a book.“I don’t want to startle you,” he said. He's pretty great too; you should keep an eyeon him." The kind of longish hair?" Yeah that's him. He's probably the best outfielder on the team," Dalesaid proudly, and correctly.Marcus laughed. "You really take care of..." Mikey." Right. Mikey. Don't you?"Dale grinned. "I do my best." I can really see those maternal instincts there," Marcus said, ribbinghim.The two laughed it off, and made some small talk as the game started. Afew innings in, Mikey made an amazing catch and throw that resulted. It won't take but a little while." He smiled. "Race you."Jason quickly turned and tore off across the thigh-high field of grain with his sister in close pursuit. Their long, easy strides quickly brought them to the other side of the field. As they reached a stand of elms, Jason slowed down and motioned to Erin to stop. Holding a finger to his lips, he led her around the trees and over the fence again. They followed the fence-line for a short ways; it curved off to their left, enclosing a small. Knocked Drogon out of the sky for a wee bit. Thankfully not down for good, though he damn near cooked Ser Jaime and myself. I’m not stupid, but I’m no maester or engineer. Just a common sellsword.”“Not that common, if you’re Lord of Castamere, Lord Commander of the City Watch, and a knight of the Blackwater to boot. You really should adopt ‘Blackwater’ as a formal House name and surname, Bronn. The Scorpion can be your sigil, too,” Bronn’s bride, the now already pregnant Bernadette, unofficial.