I was very fond of Ben. He comes to my door, I welcome him in and he poses a question I found strange at the moment. Ben asked "Does Harold ever lie?"...I told him of course not. Ben than told me that he was my 'big dicked darkie'. I did not mean to, but I laughed. The surprise was that great and I found it hilarious. I made it clear that it was no insult on him and I just found it so funny. Ben understood. The situation lit a fire within me. All of a sudden there was desire. So I ask him when he. “I will have three runners assigned to the pyre in rotating shifts. They will be tasked with ensuring the fire burns consistently until the remains are ashes.”I nodded, “Fantastic. Thank you, Eritor. One of us will also be with the pyre at all times to ensure that the skulls stay there. We do not need the enemy stealing them back before they can be destroyed. Kayla, when we are finished with the pyre, I want you to bring your mortar. We will take any fragments of bone that remains and grind. Once everyone was gone, I was helping dad to bed. The nurses at the hospital trained me on some basics of caring for someone who has disabilities. Eventually, dad would look after himself. Until he builds up strength on his upper-body, someone needs to be here. Before leaving the room, I lifted him up slightly to take his medicine.Helen called out, “have you seen my overnight bag babes?”Twitching his eyebrows, my father said, “Babes, that sounds interesting.”Rolling my eyes, I answered back to. “Well, what’s it to you anyway?” I asked irritably. “Every time you and I have been in a room, you seem hell-bent on misjudging me and pissing me off. You’ve developed a habit of jumping to conclusions and deciding I’m out of line about something. What’s going on? Am I missing something or are we just going to continue like this, with you accusing me of something and me having to defend myself?”“Matt,” Lana said, putting a hand on my arm. She was worried about where this was going.I frowned at.