"But..."Jessica smiled and reached out her free hand, placing it on the table in front of Millicent. "I told you that we fight too often. That isn't a...lie. Your anger makes you quick to find a reason to fight. Add in your distaste of authority due to your father." He's a powerful man!" Millicent protested weakly. "He wants me to do my best!"I reached out and put an arm on Millicent's shoulders. "Millie we all know you love your father. It's right to do that. But I think even you will agree that. "Don stroked his chin. "Anyway, don't think for one second that all my life I wanted to be a teacher. When I was growing up, I dreamt about being an astronaut." Bit ambitious." Especially as I'm scared of heights... Not too keen on the dark either."Laughing, Jessie covered her mouth. "Seriously, you're scared of the dark?" I was eleven before I could sleep without a nightlight. Luckily I've grown out of my fear of heights, too. I can lift one foot off the ground now." Funny, I was around that. He was laid on the bed with his head to the wall when he heard his at his doorway."Why did you fail your WASC? I thought you were bright"."It's none of your business Fola".He hated her crude accented English. He hated the fact that she was 2 years older than him. He hated her bossy –know – it - all -attitude, always trying to assert herself over him when she visited. Wasn't she was just a simpleton from the village in those days that his parents supported? Though he conceded that she always did. Emblazoned across the top in gilt theatrical script the sign pronounced that this was the caravan of 'The Great Ariana. Seer and Sorceress' When they saw the picture beneath the words all three girls gasped in unison."Is that dark eyed and dusky enough for you?" Emily enquired, playfully banging her shoulder into Karen's upper arm.They were looking at an image of an olive skinned woman who appeared to be a few years older than they were. She was dressed in typical 'gypsy' fashion with a white.