"Yeah. Listen, man, I was thinking. What do I gotta do to keep this going?" I don't know. What can you offer?" Not much, really. I'm only seventeen. B...t I can fix cars and paint and run errands." I'm good for now."Mark eyes Erika and then the portrait and tries to convince me again.We go back and forth a few time and finally I say,"you want something to drink?" Beer?" "Zareen, beer!" I yelled."Zareen?" Mark repeats then sees Zareen walk into the living room, very slowly carrying a beer. His jaw. Please note that I’m not apologizing for pushing you to forgive them. I still think I was right about that part. But I’m sorry for thinking your feelings were unjustified.Leah cleared that up for me. That’s for sure.But just like you told me once, my feelings aren’t necessarily rational but it doesn’t change them.I feel betrayed by my sister. But I also feel betrayed by my parents for not stopping her. And sadly, my love, I feel betrayed by you too for not protecting me.But I know these. But what had drawn me here was not only the land but its past history as well. And in some inexplicable way I was being given glimpses of just that. It was a gift to cherish, not something to fear. A weight was lifted from my shoulders. And when a few nights later, as I was reading in my den, I heard a man’s low voice and a woman’s throaty laugh coming from my bedroom, I knew. Yes, I smiled to myself, my house has known joy, pleasures of the carnal nature, as well as suffering. That winter,. Another server brought out fresh plates with more food for Jam and for me. She placed the plates. She bowed to all and went out the door.I said, “Sire, is it allowed for Jam and me to go into the kitchen and thank everyone?”“Yes, Your Grace.” He smirked. Then, he said, “Seriously, Jar, I think it would be a noble thing to do and the people would appreciate it.”Jam and I finished our breakfasts. We picked up our plates and silverware and carried those items into the kitchen area. The area.