It's what you'd expect from a succubus, and I find that most offensive.''All the same, I'd rather not.''Listen. I feed on poetry. It keeps me alive. W...y would I stand by and watch a brilliant food source die? What sense does that make?''None, I guess. But it doesn't matter anyway. I'm hopeless as a poet.'She closes his laptop and looks at him, still frowning. 'You're putting trivia ahead of substance. Your focus is on rhythm and rhyme instead of myth, magic, and metaphor. Get over that, and. . Aunt Ellen had certainly thought about my situation. Her advice had several over-riding concerns: I was not to get involved in a series of promiscuous relationships; I was to avoid young girls who would be seeking the kind of emotion-charged relationship which would be even worse for me than my depression and pining; And, above all, I was to avoid getting into fatherhood before I got into the University!'Well, that certainly limits my choice', I had laughed. We were now lying facing each. She introduce me with her mom we have some formal talk till 6:30pm then we move to her reading room for studies.I start teaching her form the first lessons then after few weeks she is grabbing the grip of history and mean while I have very close to her and her family. Few weeks are left for your board exams and one of her family member is passed away and she cant go there because of exam so she stayed in home alone. Not technically alone because one of her maid use to stayed with her at night.. When he couldn't find any end to the knot, he proceeded to slice it in half with a stroke of his sword. Grandpa Flynn always thought that was cheating but he wasn't surprised because kings and such didn't play fair anyway. He was impressed with a knot that couldn't be untied.Another book was translations from something called the Emerald Tablets of Thoth. Now, Grandpa Flynn didn't know anything about Emerald Tablets or where Thoth was but the reading was interesting. They also had a picture.