‘No, I’m good for now, maybe I’llget some more when I have breakfast. What have you got planned for the day?’ Angie asked with a smile and a t...inkle in her eye. ‘Well right now I’m going to take walk down to the beach. A little exercise before breakfast is a good thing. You’re welcome to join me. There’s a lady with a coffee stand down the beach a little way’s that has the best warm banana bread, muffins, and such that make a great treat for breakfast.’ ‘Sharon won’t be up for a while so I was. Despite my foul mood, I managed toforce a smile and delighted giggle every time the jacket descended toreveal another student's idiotic face making cooing noises at me.Going to the back of the class near the sink, one student brought backa few cups then pushed three desks together so that we could have atea party. Having never done this myself when I was younger, I wasn'tentirely sure how a tea party operated. "While I do like this idea,you must remember that many of your clients like little. He wondered with an almost comical feeling of failure, if Jolene would come up to him in a few minutes and tell him that she was sorry, but she met someone else and that she’d be leaving with him. He chuckled miserably into his beer bottle. I guess there’s nothing I can do, he thought. Most of these people have easier time socializing than I do, simply because they do it more often. I, on the other hand, spent the last three nights in my room trying to prove the Cantor-Bernstein theorem. Still. "The traders offered me a chance to travel with them," he concluded, "so I accepted. Now, what's been happening here in Arlund?" It's not so much what's been happening," Borvenne answered grimly, "as what's about to happen. The messenger from Wallen arrived a couple of days ago, and the councillors about had fits. They'd been warned by Larnent, our new shaman, that traders were returning to the forests, but they hadn't really believed it. They've made up their minds that trade is bad, and that.