Going into the music room Laurel sat down with her lute, softly she started to strum the strings, the magic flowing through her fingers, leaning her h...ad against the chair back she closed her eyes and sang, her fingers skipped and danced over the strings of the lute. Zara hearing her mama singing snuggled up with Marti'en and Mar singsong crooning, Marti'en smiled stroking Zara's long tiny neck "when are you going to start singing with your mama Zara?" she asked. Zara her eyes wide looked up at. And then she launched into an explanation about how much more ‘efficient’ my kitchen would be after she ‘fixed’ it. Again, I knew she was only trying to help, but this stuff was getting to me and making me even crazier than I usually am. I’d come to the realization that Claire was a big step above just being a ‘Type A’ person, but I couldn’t help loving her for her generous nature not to mention her rampant sexuality. I didn’t shout at her or anything, but whatever signals I was sending were. The soldiers spent much more time reloading than they did shooting, showing the major advantage he had with his bow and arrows. His first ambush had been rather hastily set, so he was not surprised that he'd had only a minimum of success with it. Black Wolf had hidden behind a tree and let the column rush past him. Once they were all past him, he stepped out of hiding and sent an arrow into the back of the last trooper in line. The man had not fallen off his horse until he had traveled another. That night was the end of our first week living together. I decided to take her out to eat as I usually ate out once or twice a week anyway. After a week of her cooking I knew that we liked many of the same dishes. I knew she loved seafood and made reservations at a very nice restaurant that overlooked the water at Pensacola Beach. In the afternoon I told her about my plans for the evening. She acted upset that I hadn't given her more notice and started right away getting ready. She knew the.