"Looks like this could get nasty." He muttered."I'm afraid the horses will break free and run if the lightning and thunder get any closer. They're lik...ly to go over the cliff in the dark. The two of us used Grinder and Sheer to keep the rest of the horses close to the inner edges of the cliff. I was resorting to a little Light work and some of the gifts to keep them calm, but it was only going to last as long as the storm remained at a distance. There are some fears that are just too primal to. ‘Yeah, but the best thing, and maybe the worst, well, one of the best, I don’t know. Anyway, he believes in me, more than I believe in myself. It’s scary. ‘I feel like I have to work to make sure I don’t let him down. But I know that even if I do, he’ll keep believing in me.’ ‘Wow.’ I knew that tone, it was awe. ‘Do you want to get some coffee and talk? My treat,’ I said. ‘Who are you and what have you done with Ashley Fine?’ We had engaged in banter before, but this was a genuinely friendly. Now, she was the heir to her grandfather’s fortune and she could feel the weight of responsibility on her twenty year old shoulders. Her parents had both been lost at sea in a pirate misadventure in the Sea of Japan when a rescue attempt failed miserably to save them from bandits more interested in money than any religious or fanatical motivation.She had graduated from Vassar only the year before and was filled with idealistic zeal about the environment, the equal rights for women and the need. I couldn't take my eyes off her. But I found my voice. “The trash can?” I said, suddenly sounding a little hoarse. Christy was standing about as far away from the trash can as you could stand in her bedroom. This time she didn't move a muscle. But after a moment, she slowly shook her head. “It isn't there,” she said with a smile. “And you’re so cold, you're freezing.” “Or you're about to be freezing,” she added with a giggle. I sighed as I looked into her eyes. I realized my mouth was dry as.