" and he left. He walked out the door and mounted his horse and rode back to the estate."I hope this takes care of that," he said to himself as he rod... back home.When he reached the great house at Raven Woods, all was quiet, Franchesca was still sleeping and Soames was puttering about, cooking and cleaning. All seemed right in their secluded world'. If it could only stay this way! With no more outside interference!' He thought to himself, 'then he'd be a happy man.'He told Soames everything. I hope youAll enjoyed my previous all stories and thank you all for the huge supportThe story bully degraded my family part 5 is in progressAm writing this story for one of my readers who have asked me to write a story for him If you want stories written. For you feel free to ask meMy email is So the story begins…….Hi, I am shiva… This incident happened when I was 19My family consists of my mother, my elder sister a Sudha, bombshell .younger sister Shruti and me.Talking about my elder sister. An activity Fletcher did more and moreextensively. And he found every time more facts proving his opinion andthose of his group. So his is right and those of his daughters arewrong. He knows it. That's why they belong to the kitchen, as theydon't know the real world. He read that yesterday and he knows it'sright.Regularly, his wife reminded him, not to stay so long on the computer,she and his daughters are missing him. He always answered, that he iswriting with his friends and that this is his. Thiswas a classical example in the ecology classes at the monastery and thecalculation of the equilibrium population sizes was a typical exercisefor 10 year old children.Some of the writings on the building could still be read. For the firsttime in my life I was grateful for the classics lessons the monks gave tome. First of all, the strange "letter" alphabet, so different from theideogram based alphabet we used after the fall. The idea of formingsounds through combination of letters was so.