"Xania said jokingly, but also with serious intent, "You do realize I'm not a psychologist or counselor, right? I only play one on TV." Of course I kn...w that. But you've been pretty wise with your words lately, and I don't know anyone else I can discuss this with. You see, for a long time now I was so caught up in the quest of getting the Plummer family sexed up that I never really stepped back to look at the bigger picture. Now that my goals are pretty much accomplished and my schemes are more. No one was to stop us and, while I didn't want bloodshed, we had our plan.Fortunately, the trip was uneventful. We arrived at the cabin closing the main gate behind us. I left the ladies to unload and took Charles out the drive on the tractor. We pulled an old tree across the road to give it a more abandoned look. It wasn't much but might stop casual folk from coming down the drive.The cabin was a splurge for Doris and I. It was an old farmhouse on forty acres about half wooded and the other. When he mentioned that one of them was Cure Disease his mother looked up at Kal’s face.“You didn’t waste some of that precious ink you worked so hard for that just because of what happened to me, did you?”Kal smiled, “Partly, if I ever run across someone in a similar situation to ours then I plan on using this to help them. No one should have to choose between the life of a loved one and slavery. However, it’s more than just that, this allows me a degree of protection from liken ... lycan .... .. when I took your book back to you house a couple of weeks ago... he gave me a ride home," I'm speaking to fast, panting, I'm not supposed to be put under this sort of pressure. It's dangerous."Then why did he come home last night singing your praises?" Chris seems more jealous than angry and I'm lead to wonder why."Why would I know?"Chris leans close, and whispers so quietly even I have to strain to hear his words. Then he lets me go and stalks off, leaving me to slide down the wall and into.