How could he? Way you looked an' acted, yer momma might not a'knowed you." Jefferson patted him on the thigh."Hm, talk about actin'. That was some ten... show you put on. How'd you learn to be such a good liar?" Part'a being a slave, Seth. Y'gotta be able to tell white folks what they wants to hear. You gotta protec' yo'sef. Boss'll want to know, 'Why ain't that crop in?' or 'Who done broke this here hoe?' or 'Why ain' that 'bacca staked?' an' you bes' be able to make up a quick answer he'll. There has already been more than enough information I’m comfortable about sharing, but there’s a word count to fill so I guess I’ll just tell you some of my opinions.First you might be surprised that I say this after what you have read, but it’s not really a good idea to have sex with your relatives. This whole thing has just been pure luck, it could have gone much worse, and no doubt usually does. The parent making the advance can be even worse, since parents often have kind of an authority. You aren't even a teenager. You are a CHILD. A spoiled littlebrat who takes advantage of everyone around her... especially your sweetmother." I paused to take a breath, "Heh, 'give it back,' she says.Like the money you stole from your mother? All the purchases you madefrom her debit card? Yeah, we know about that, Alicia." Her eyes wentwide but quickly reverted back to her normal glare. Did I just detect ahint of remorse?I think I did."I don't have to take this, Harold. You aren't my. It has been three days and he felt well enough to go back to his big sister's place to renew his training. He did not care about tomorrow field trip because it will just waste his time and that "Blessing" his father mentioned are just the same few customary words every year. He will need to be lucky to return by six o'clock to be able to squeeze a little more than an hour of training before his curfew. Then again, if he will lose track of time again because of the Inner Spirit formation who.