You may not make changes other than fixing typos. Even beware of fixing typos, for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that may be flagged by ...our spell checker. Thanks.We were only friends. That's what she said many years ago, "If you have any hope that we're ever going to be more than just friends, then we can't even be friends." We had been friends ever since.We had just returned to her apartment after spending a day together. We had gone to Ikea to buy some stuff for her home. ”I was getting tired of it, but again, they all looked to Miguel and Nantan, who both nodded in confirmation. How they felt confirming something they knew nothing about is beyond me, but perhaps they’d learned about the process from one of the blacksmiths.“I am prepared to negotiate an annual gift to each of you in exchange for staying away from the miners and those with them,” I said when I had their attention again.“And if we don’t agree to this?” Loco asked, out of more than curiosity.“Then. Now, it was done, and many of the feelings she had thought put aside welled up within.She felt the anger, of course. The anger that Theo's assumption of her infidelity had brought him to his desperate end. But that made no more sense today than it had when Theo died. She was certain he had known she had never failed in her promise - to herself as well as to him - to be faithful. While they had never discussed it, she had made it clear throughout their courtship and marriage that she would. It was after 10pm on a Tuesday night, no one was out here anyway. We had our dates on Monday and Tuesday nights each week when she stayed late at the school to grade papers and I had church activities. I'd drive to the school around 9:30 PM to find her waiting in the back of the building. She'd join me in the back seat of the car with wine and snacks and we'd kiss and end up fucking for as long as we could go before I had to be home at 11.Even after a couple months, I was still amazed by how it.