“It’s scientifically impossible. And you’ve obviously been telling her that he is.”“What do you want me to do?” Carla asked. “She asks w...o her daddy is and there is only one possibility.”“We can go ‘round and ‘round on this,” I said. “And we’re not going to get anywhere. We trust the science. Carla trusts what she is certain happened. It’s an impasse which we can’t solve.”“Why can’t you just accept it for what it is?” Carla asked, almost in tears.I put my head in my hands and shook it. This was. "Well, when you are sporting a dozen throwing knives, I'll flatter you as well." He offered as defense."Moonbeam, where's your Aunt Rose these days?" I asked, another missing face finally registering."Oh, didn't you hear?" Moonbeam said with glee. "King Olmorn and Queen Spire of Norhal came for Thanksgiving a couple of years ago, and the captain of their guard fell for Rose like a bag of rocks off a dock." Bag of rocks off a dock?" Trunk asked."Yes!" Moonbeam said with a blush. "Well, I heard. I said fine, she started keeping the all things in a proper place and within no time, the house was very neat and clean. I thanked her for cleaning house after having coffee and we sat on a sofa and started discussing about the problems. She told me that she is not happy with the company and that she is looking for a change in her job. I explained her growth factors in the office are good and other stuff while doing this accidentally.I touched her boobs and she did not say anything and carried. However, there is valet parking. Henrietta gets out, tosses her car keys to the valet, then comes over and helps me out of the car. She then leads me around the side of the building and knocks on an unmarked door. Another totally naked black woman opens door and invites us in. She has a collar around her neck that says 'Overseer Bitch'."Welcome to the Ebony Club, where African women come to re-live their slave heritage," she says as she opens the door for us. "Well, what do we have here? Slave.