He was different from Archer, but only in that he didn't have any feelings for the people he supposedly served. In fact they served him. Human misery ...as the end product of his little business. The prolonging of it meant a steady income for him. In my opinion he was no better than the guys who smuggled in sweatshop labor from Asia. He had just found a way to turn a profit from home grown misery. He most likely got a certificate of achievement from the politicians as well.At least Archer, for. This go to hell meant she didn’t want to be seen giving in so easily. END OF PART 1 Living as four bodies and one mind – a tale of love and wife swapping PART 2 ‘so what’s up?’ It’s an instant message from appu, and it’s been two days after I had that ‘go to hell’ conversation with my wife. It’s Friday and the weekend is approaching. Appu wants to know what’s in store. ‘well. It’s kind of hanging. Neither a yes nor a no. Could use some help.’ ‘what sort of help?’ ‘see. The issue is, she is not. She lit black candles placing them throughout the house. Many in her bedroom. Turned on all of her electronics, and sang chants. More of the witch energy raising methods she had learned about.She ran on her treadmill where she could’ve swore she felt a presence, but couldn’t be sure. Plus the work of unpacking everything over three days.Ama stayed at her old apartment until the very last thing was unpacked. She wanted to feed it to be powerful.To be able to do anything it wanted to her.After a. With a stretch and a yawn, she stood up from the futon and made her way to the door."I am so sorry that I slept so late." Laylah stated as she opened the door and noticed that the sun had started to set.David warmly smiled as he poured a second cup of coffee and motioned for Laylah to join him at the table."No problems at all, you are going to need your energy for tonite. Come sit down." David said, patting the head of the chair next to him. "I have a surprise for you."A surprise, this.