"But damn girl, you really must have studied a lot, huh? I barely passed! But it's enough to keep my track scholarship for college, and that's all tha... matters!" Y-yeah, it was really hard. I spent like, a whole hour on it last night," she tried to placate her friend.Even Marie lowered her mirror as Lisa's eyes widened. "One hour!? I studied 2 days for this!" Lisa scowled."Oh, I mean, yeah, of course I studied before that! I just meant that I reviewed it for one hour last night!"Jackie looked. That woman does not understand her duties' she said.'May be she presses Dad's feet' he said.'It is not the question of a father or son. It's the man that counts' she stressed the point.'You mean whoever it is' as he asked the question a thrill went up his spine.'Yes and moreover she cannot say no to you' she replied.Hearing her words it excited him. 'Next time I will see that she does not hesitate' she said.'What if her feet aches' he asked?'How can a woman ask a man? Well it would be different. The older men gathered in the large living room to have espresso and some smoked cigars. Mama would sit at the other end of the living room with the small children at her feet. She told stories of the Folletto, a mischievous wind spirit that would knock things over and blow a girl’s dress up in the air. And the Basadone, magical beings known to steal kisses with a passing breeze. As they giggled, Mama looked up and saw Papa staring at her from across the room. The light from the fire flickered. He took my quivers too. What he didn’t take was the sting of immortality. I’ve been used to it for so long, I never realized I had it until a good thirty years after I got the stupid job of shooting people. My dad said, ‘Damn, but you haven’t aged a day.’ I took a look in a pool, and he was right. I didn’t feel any different than than I do now. I’m still shy about getting stabbed or something, which fortunately has never happened to me before. ‘Now go forth from this place and fix your.