"So did... you know... Mom and Dad see it?" Their only son gets his picture on the cover of a famous national magazine and you want to know if they sa... it?"He sighed. "Well, when you put it that way... Did they say anything about it?" Dad didn't. You know how hard to read he can be. Mom seems to be hoping its all just fabrication." This is so embarrassing," he said."So... did you do it?" Did I do what?" The butt-crack thing, you idiot. What do you think everyone's been talking about?" I thought. . Um... What even is this?"She smiled. "It's a bra, sweetheart, and you're gonna want it in thelong run." She took it from me and told me to hold my arms straight infront of me. She put one arm through one strap and one arm through theother and then pulled it onto my chest. To say it felt weird would beboth an understatement and a broken record at this point, but that'sexactly how it felt. "Okay, now reach behind and I'll guide your handsso that you can hook it by yourself." I felt her hands. ‘Safe passage’ is, as I understand it: a guarantee of safety while traveling through a dangerous area. Forcing us to alter our intended travel, under threat of deadly force, with the intent that we be put in jeopardy when we arrive is, I argue an abrogation of that guarantee.”“Have you anything else to say, in support of your claim?” The voice boomed.Veronyka debated with herself for a moment, but decided to speak. “A few moments ago, I told Kyet’sol that she had violated the Terms of the Geas,. ”I’m looking at this child. Thirteen. I am parsing her conversation. I regularly work with children who cannot speak more than rudimentary English, if any English at all, immigrants, many illegal. And I work with children of American families and what passes for ‘English’ from many of them is grating to my ears. This child…First, she’s a bit of a beauty. Looks like she’d grace the cover of ‘White Kids Monthly‘. Fresh, creamy complexion with freckles below a set of blue eyes. Red hair with a bit.