Avery sat next to Orvon, still sniffling. “What did he say to you?” Orvon asked gently.“Nothing, really.” Avery shook his head. “He just tol... me to take care of myself. He said that there will be trouble to come...” Avery looked up at Orvon sadly. “His voice ... He ... He could barely get his words out.” Fresh tears began to flow from the young prince’s eyes. “I know I never got to know him as well as a father and son should ... But he’s still my father.” The tears rolled down Avery’s cheeks. There was a 42′ clear glass railing overlooking the swimming pool to prevent anyone from accidently falling to their certain death three floors below after having too many cocktails. I saw her lovely face look up towards me, and as she started to rise she said, ‘Hi, Jonathan, I’m Lilly.’ She stretched her arm towards me and extended her right hand in a ‘high five’ movement for me to reach out over the glass railing and touch her hand with mine, and continued speaking, ‘It’s nice to meet you,. She was tall for her age but thin, with oversized hands and feet; awkward in her adolescent growth. She was strong-willed, intelligent, and a leader among the other village girls.Zareb, twelve and some months old, was strong. His shoulders were nearly as broad as he was tall. His father was a bull of a man, the strongest in their village. Zareb would grow to share his father's strength if he could survive the days and weeks to come. He was intelligent but reserved. He said little. He preferred. "Yeah, I guess," I said smiling.But the next day I didn't take it easy. I earned another 32 points. It was the following Friday. My mom had given me a hand job every night, and I had still managed to accumulate 100 points. I had prepared stuffed pork chops for dinner, which had earned me 4 points. After we ate, mom asked me to go into the living room with them."Dad and I have both noticed you've been accruing quite a lot of points," she said." . . . Is that a problem?" I asked nervously."No,.