. you want me to come with you?" he asked, carefully."No. I'm going to sleep, not ... talk."Everyone present understood perfectly what "talk" actually...meant.The others stayed around the campfire, but it wasn't long before Mal got up and produced a theatrical and obviously fake yawn."I'm going to bed too," she said. She looked at her brother. "You come with me. You were slow getting up this morning."Randy perked up. It was fun being with Mal too. She was very energetic, and he already knew what. Yes my dad bought it for me for passing my exams." She looked at him and he held her stare. She was mesmerised. He was very good looking, just over six foot with thick blonde curly hair, clean shaven and wearing a black leather jacket and jeans. His face was something to die for, thin but not shallow and well tanned with the most gorgeous, deep blue eyes."He must be doing well then to buy his little girl a nice new car," but she hardly heard him. "Is there something wrong?" Sorry, er no. "You look a lot different though," Kell assured her. "No one would ever recognize you." We proceeded to the inn then.The Admiral Warren was in a large two story stone building with dormers in the roof indicating rooms in the attic. There was a large porch at the front of the building, and two entrance doors to the ground, or first floor. There were seven windows across the front at the second floor level and a large chimney at each end of the building. There were two windows on each floor on. It’s like my sweet wife is gone, replaced by…by a hell cat. I mean, every night! She’s going to kill me.’ ‘So, you’re complaining that Lorette cries too much, forces you to be clean and rocks your world every night. And this is a problem because…?’ ‘Shut up, Pavli. I knew you wouldn’t understand.’ ‘What’s to understand? Listen, Brick, Lorette will tell you what’s on her mind soon enough. Women have their ways and all we can do is wait for them.’ ‘You know something I don’t?’ Brick leaned.