He’s somehow dry, though the storm rages around us. I’m soaked to the skin in seconds. Taking a drag from his cigarette, he exhales and passes it ...o me. I take it, staring at the glowing tip like I’ve never seen it before.The smoke is bitter and harsh, barely remembered. But my hands have the proper muscle memory for the act and I put the butt to my lips.The first drag makes me cough, just like it did when I was fifteen and bummed a smoke from my very first crush. He’d been the boy from the. “I had to, if Gorlois had found him, he would have killed him. I named him in your honour, Arthur.”“Where did he go?”“Merlin took him, he said he would put him with a family and watch over him. He’ll bring him back now, won’t he?”Uther held her tight as he shook his head and she cried some more.Igraine and Uther married after the harvest that year and lived in peace for five more years, at least what counted as peace in that time. Every year Uther rode off to put down an uprising here or there. The big black man smiled at her accent, “Er, you a Limey, Kate?”Kate stared saying, “Well, a Lesbian ... dose it matter?”Winston stared back; “Hhu, well, if you can get through to emergencies on your phone, I would really appreciate it Kate; I’m stranded here for now! Ask for any help they can give us; Ok!”“Shure thing; my phone’s in the camper; come-on Guy!”... Kate had learned from her efforts on the phone that Grand Bemuda was in a state of emergency; that any help would be a long time. I didn't glance at my dad, but I was sure he was still pissed. I just waited for a minute to say something, and I knew that I'd make things worse if I did."Well, at least you love him, you can't put a price tag on that. I'm gonna go shower now; then I'm going out with Jack and Fred." Okay, but do you want some company?" she pondered, standing up."No, I'm good, seeing my son ogle his step-mom's boobs is kind of a mood killer, no offense, Ralph. Try talking some sense into him."I bit down on my.