He asked "Why?" I told her, "Ican't tell you why." Carolyn told her that she kissed him on his lips andleft.Carolyn asked her if, "Can I still be th... manager for you?" Elizabethsaid, "Of course, you're family." Carolyn kissed her on her cheek andsaid, "Thank you, thank you, which was one of the nicest thing that yousaid to me." They hugged!So, they lived in Elizabeth's home, just wonderful platonic women.Elizabeth had her bedroom and Carolyn had hers. No sex, no craziness(well, a little. *** Raven groaned as he staggered through the heaps of filth, his skull throbbing with every pulse. He found his way to several bodies, each broken, the look of fear now a permanent mask. Smiling to himself he gathered what remained undamaged or unnoticed by the attacker, ‘Shit happens to those who fuck with me,’ he snarled. Upon his inspection the nature of their death revealed, unseeing eyes sunken and hallow staring through the frozen haze to nothing. Empty vessels, the wellspring of life. "She's gotta know that you—you know-," his head popped out the top and he motioned towards the bed."Oh, she knows," she shoved her feet into her shoes. "She's just never had a front row seat before." She gave him a tight lipped smile, then smacked his ass before heading for the door.Dean grabbed her elbow and turned her toward him. "Are we ok?" Yeah, Dean," she said, her voice softening just a bit, "we're good."That had been then. Sixteen hours before the arrival back at the Roadhouse. Mere. “How’s school going?” I asked.“Quite well, really. I’m making A’s in all of my classes and I’ve made some friends, too. I met a girl from Argentina and one from Turkey who are pre-med like I am. They live on campus and we have lunch together.”“You could invite them over anytime you wanted,” I said.“They can’t go home for Thanksgiving. Could they join us?”“Of course. I already invited Jorge, Wen, and George. Two more is just fine with me. George and Wen already said ‘yes’. I haven’t heard from.