Who work in silence...”“...and naught but silence can express.”With those words, so began the débutante ball.The great white double doors at th... top of the balcony swung open, revealing this year's crop of initiates to those in the gallery below. Tradition demanded that each participant don a mask like those of a masquerade to keep their identities hidden from one another, but for the initiates and their accompanying chaperons, its importance in modern times had faded into a mere formality. . ..." Margaret broke off. It was too disgusting to recall."When did your father’s relationship with her start?" Jeremy prompted."I think it must have been late last summer. Probably he met her in a pub and they went together a few times but I really never knew and they haven’t told me. One night late last September he didn’t come home at all one night, which frightened me as I was tied to the bedpost. Next morning when he came in I asked him where he had been and was told it was none of my. ”“It is pretty risqué,” I remarked, “But, you have the body for it.”“Do you think so?” she asked.“Oh yeah, I replied.“I don’t know,” she countered, “I have a fat ass. I need to lose a few pounds.”“Give me a break,” I replied. “There isn’t a guy I know that would kick you out of bed with a body like yours.”“Oh Gawd,” she replied, “if I could only be so lucky as to find that guy.”The conversation was flowing well.“How about another beer?” I asked.“OK,” she replied. I foraged past some leftovers. "Wraith, dear... ?" the woman stammered, feeling her anxiety over the severed connection between them abate as she spotted what was now her haunter, "You evolved!"The ghost seemed not to notice his trainer, however. His concentration was focused solely on the stunned Tashiro, and Wraith's eyes were glowing brightly as he readied an attack."What's he doing?" inquired Misty, breaking through the crowd just behind Frank as Bow was set carefully down on the ground."I renamed it 'mana bolt',".