"Prayer. Church." Forgiveness? I can't forgive what Connor did. Nor Mark Williams." I have. Connor, I mean." How? How can you just... after what he tr...ed to do to you?" Why did he do it? Is he that lonely, that desperately sad, that he feels he needs to do that?" No, he can click his fingers and Yvonne's there for him. He doesn't do it because it's his only option. He does it because he enjoys it." Maybe. I can't believe deep down that he gets the same sort of satisfaction from it that you and. That provided the opportunity to fulfill the third objective. I peeked into the book he had left on his nightstand. He was preparing to write in it before I rang his doorbell. I felt guilty when I saw the title. 'Memories of Theresa, Angela and Gabe Jr. Vol. 6'. I leafed through it quickly, stopping every 50 pages or so to verify that it was, as the title suggested, recalled pieces of his shattered past. I replaced it on the nightstand and picked up my mask, knowing that I would never wear it. He treated her like an adult. "Well, that leaves us with the only other option." What's that?" We start over."Catty felt her body explode in unknowable feelings. Start over. Just like..."Zea. Ger."He nodded gravely."Just like Zea and Ger. We start a new nation, like our ancestors did when they found themselves in this land. You, Catty, will be our new Queen Zea, and we..." She saw him blush. It sent a rush through her. Far gave a small laugh. "Anyway, that's for later. For now, we play nice. I can't promise that there is such a man in the band, but I will ask my mate to go see if there is such a one." I know of one, husband. She has a cast in one eye and flat feet. Her sisters are beautiful but her father would like to see her mated before he allows the others to marry."She looked the mateless one in the eye, "Four ivories would make a magnificent necklace. One with much power. Four ivories would find a beauty in your furs." Beauties are always full of themselves. A woman with a.