” “We live about a block away, Mr. Rogers.” I groaned, but it was obvious he was simply too taken up with Missy to even remember what I’d s...id earlier. “Oh! Sorry Ben. Anyway it’s not far.”Sara Copperfield was an attractive woman of thirty-eight, who was raising two boys on her own. She was much lighter skinned than her sons. David’s mother’s father had been a “whitey”. He had died three years earlier, but Sara’s mother was still very much around. David didn’t know much about his. “Well, of course…” She trailed her pudgy fingers over Qafira’s arm. “You mean Fanny hasn’t told you yet?” “Told me what?” “Oh, nothing!” said Mrs Reagan, suddenly jumping up with a lightness that surprised Qafira in such a large woman. “Nothing at all. Nothing. But I must run. There’s that nice Mr Garland. All by himself. Now that’s a catch, if ever there was one. I wonder who his wife’s with!” And then Qafira was left alone again as Mrs Reagan ran off to chat with another extremely. Both parents were pissed about missing the wedding until we explained why. Then they were pleased that they were going to be grandparents of a legitimate kid, not a bastard. Cathy finished her classes eight and a half months along. Two of her professors offered to let her take the finals early, afraid she'd have the kid in class I think. But she was a trooper and did all of the finals on time. Then she popped out our daughter, Alicia. Alicia was lucky; she took after Cathy in the looks. Suddenly Marion was knocked from her saddle she steadily sat up from the forest floor slightly dazed she looked around her she saw that Anna was also unhorsed and sitting amongst the leaf litter. Marion looked around little more and saw their attackers three woodshed stood round them with bows at the ready but not drawn they were ragged and unwashed. The men dragged the women to their feet covered their heads with rough sacks and began marching them further into the forest. Marion lost all.