I won't be betraying her, and I'll be helping you not to murder. The cause is just. My heart is at peace with this." Well... Let me think about it. Yo... think it over again too Gary. If you change your mind, I'll understand." Uh, okay."A'moth looked at me thoughtfully and then smiled. "Goodnight Gary."I nodded. "Yeah... Goodnight A'moth. Take care of yourself." And then she was gone.And then for a long while, A'moth left my life. We met briefly once, at the very end of summer, March 20'th I. Once again I wondered if this sweet, beautifull creature knew what it was to be cared for. Taking her into my arms, I held her to me as I stroked her hair. I spoke, barely above a whisper. "I love you, Tina." Though the statement suprised me, I really did mean it. As I held her, I felt a damp spot form on my shirt. I lifted her head and looked into her eyes. "Hey, why are you crying?" Noone has ever said that to me before?" She sniffled.I pulled her back tighter into my arms, kissing. It was impossible tokeep her hands from shaking as she handed Frank his drink. He was so handsomehe ought to have been a movie star and the way he was looking at her so intentlywas making her blush even more. He looked as if he wanted to . . . to . . . to take herto bed, for Heaven’s Sakes!“Well, you certainly aren’t narrow minded, are you Gail?” Frank asked, slipping hisarm around Gail’s shoulders. “No woman as beautiful as you are could be narrowminded. I’m not wrong, am I?”“Uh . . . no . . .. Despite the pain and danger of being skewered, Solkah's bugbear leg sweptout from under him, forcing Malys to jump to the side to avoid beingknocked over. Her sword strike thus faltered, and seeing this openingSolkah pushed back as hard as he possibly could against the opened fleshyseam at the back of the bugbear skin he wore. The drow's natural bodyemerged, slick and sweaty from the arduous trek and the struggle,slipping into the cold snow behind the wagon fragment that he had beenleaning on..