Those were the only clean clothes they had that they could bear to wear. It took a few moments for his footsteps to register, a few more for her dream...fogged brain to snap to jet-lagged awareness. The dull ache in her head only reminded her that the interruption was going to cost her dearly later.She waited in the bed, tossing and turning as her brain refused to return to slumber’s embrace. Lafayette wasn’t their first choice, but it was close enough to the big city that she could drive to the. Julie, my wife, thought she would be the one to die first. She's had some pretty serious health problems in her life. When we met, she was operating on the erroneous advice from a quack that said she only had about eight years to live. Another doctor told her that was bullshit and she stopped trying to measure out her days. She'd already beaten the original prediction.One thing I was glad about was that it wasn't lung cancer. I'd been a smoker since I was about sixteen. The doc told me that my. The old man moved just above Aldren and held out his hands for silence."People of the Tower. Aldren Half-Elven, son of Harcon and Elisene, has proven himself in battle. He has proven himself a just and righteous ruler. Shall he be declared Lord of the Tower of the Guard? What say you, people of the Tower?" His surprisingly strong voice was lost in the unanimous yells of acceptance. Once again, he raised his arms to command quiet."Aldren, you are hereby named Lord of the Tower of the Guard. Long. Walking over to her he kissed her on the cheek and said "Mom that's just silly. I don't hate you. Now get ready ok. It's getting late and I really don't want to spend all day clothes shopping." He walked out and closed the door behind him.[sniff] Janice began to smile. Then a small laugh escaped her lips. "His mother is turning herself into some cheap Slut for a man she's never even meet before... and all he cares about is not having to spend the day shopping for clothes." Janice began to laugh.