Susan came over to where Ed watched Harry. She stood next to him for a minute as though waiting to be recognized. Standing to face her, Ed asked, “W...at can I do for you?”“You can tell me what you did to him yesterday,” said Susan. She had watched Harry touch the medallion and writhe in pain on the ground. When he had come out of it, he was much gentler than she had ever seen. It was amazing, he had even talked to her and listened for a change without shouting. The only time that had happened. She immediately went to refill her wine glass, she needed something to get through the evening. As the evening progressed, Tamara was thankful that she had to play the hostess. It helped keep her attention away from Kent, Billie, and Tina, even though there was times she caught herself looking over her shoulder at Kent. Billie was tossing her goodies all over him. Tamara had only heard stories about Billie’s ‘freakum’ dress, now she and the whole party was witnessing it first hand. Billie had. Marjorie was in no condition to eat so they left the table. Apparently, she was having trouble sleeping as well do to the sea sickness issues. When my wife and I finished our dinner we went to the ship's theater as we usually did for the evening show. When the show was over, we stopped at our favorite on board lounge to have a couple of drinks and do some dancing. When we got there, Fred was sitting at the bar all by himself. Being cordial, we joined him and told us Marjorie had taken some. M. When I opened the door my dad turned around from the living room chair, his face had that cold calculating look that a predator gives his prey. He stood up looked at me from across the room...took a few long strides until he was right in front of me...and slapped me across the face. This was the first time he had ever gone beyond the usual yelling and screaming, it surprised me so much I just staggered back into the chair behind me. The hand that I had known all my life, that had picked me.