‘That is just what was in my own mind, but I did not want to say so, and if you have some place that we could go to, where we might be alone…’�...Enough,’ I cried. ‘Joseph! You may drive at once to where I have told you!’‘Oh, no,’ she answered, ‘tomorrow is my night out with my fellow, so I could not see you then. If you wish to make it Thursday night’-this was Tuesday-‘I will be able to meet you, but we cannot stay out late as I have to be up early in the morning, so you had better pick me up. ”The priestess nods.“Thank you for coming,” Aubrielle says, “I need your help. That is, the village of Staggard’s Green needs my help, and I could really use your help.”“How can I help you? You know my skills are not advanced outside of my work as a whore.”“How much do you know of the Great Lady’s Beltane rites?”“I know the Great Lady is a fertility goddess.”The priestess shakes her head, disappointed in how little I know. “The Great Lady’s blessing quickens life within us, our flocks, and our. It's the weekend, mother." I wish you would restrain from using curse words, especially at the table, dear," my wife said in what I have taken to calling her "Rockefeller" voice. "Sure, mother," Beckah said as she rolled her eyes."Well, I think I'll work in my garden today," Debbie announced after a short pause. "I've neglected my poor flowers for too long."I finished breakfast not long after that announcement, carried my plate to the sink and grabbed a fresh cup of coffee. It's a little. There was a phone number and an address, but I used neither. I just sat in my living room and cried.I was crying because I hadn't seen him in his pram as a baby. I hadn't been there when he took his first faltering step. Someone else took him to school for the very first time. In short, I cried out of self-pity.The carriages finally groaned to a halt. A tall, very broad young man with a shock of wild black hair got out, threw his haversack on the platform then reached into the train to help out.