But honey, believe me, it was not just a case of you giving in to him without a fight. Megan, I have never lied to you before. Believe me; it's not as...simple as you make it." I tried to put all my love into that statement. I knew I was wasting my time telling her that, but I had to try."Whereas I have lied to you almost continuously. Why are you so goddamned nice to me? It only makes it worse," she whimpered.How could I answer that? Because I love you? She wouldn't, couldn't accept that answer. A period cottage in a little village, the kind she'd always dreamed of. Having lost her father a few months prior, Lisa was feeling bad about moving out of her Mum's house and discussed with her Mum the potential for me to move in there while we saved. Having met Lisa's Mum on a number of occasions and done the "I'm being nice and minding my Ps and Qs" kind of thing, Lisa's Mum was happy with this.In many ways it was nice, getting mothered by two women. Lisa's Mum would often shout up and ask. He knew that his size and apparent strength was intimidating, which only forced him to stifle a grin. He had to draw on his training to calm his mind once more.Without his training, he very well might have left this place hours ago, due simply to boredom. He knew that dinky little cuffs like those on his wrists wouldn’t slow his departure at all, but he was aware that he once again needed to focus his chi with thoughts of a golden path wending its way alongside a slow flowing stream.“Jeez!” He. It's the perfect opportunity to see it on the big screen. You simply must come with me."That was when Jo started to waver. In the two months since first having dinner with Meghan and Ken, she had gotten in the habit of visiting their home at least once a week. Never, however, had she socialized with Meghan alone. "I don't know," she said. "I'm not real big on crowded theaters. All those people sometimes get to me." I don't think there's going to be much of a crowd," Meghan said. "It's Thursday.