“That too,” Tillan agreed.“So, how do you intend to move forward together?”“Patiently, though we both know our jobs may occasionally keep us...apart.”“It must be love,” Taisha noted with delight.“Not sure if it’s strong enough to call it that yet. But we’re getting there.”“And you didn’t blush, impressive.”“Thank you, Meritocrat.”“Training?”“I can neither confirm nor deny that.”“I see,” Taisha nodded, amusement clearly to be seen in her eyes. “Looks like our Allies are struggling in part.”“Only. Also, she had to admit that I had done some good work, keeping Marie at school. I guessed that made us even. Later, back in our home (and after a very nice lovemaking session!); Marie asked me what it was with me and my aunty, as we obviously cared about each other. I looked at the ceiling for a moment before answering."I don't really know. True, we do really care about each other, and she has her issues with dealing with men. But ... I think that we are like oil and water - we just do not mix.. Taking her hand between his, he said, “I’m glad to see that you survived the birth. He’s a fine young man with a powerful spirit.”Surprised, Linda asked, “When did you see him?”“When he went to buy cigarettes for his visit to William Redman,” answered the medicine man. He had been in the crowd that had gathered across the street from the convenience store.“Oh, I didn’t see you there,” remarked Linda.The medicine man shook his head and smiled. Turning to Ed, he said, “I see you are still serving. "Oh, it's no big deal," he replied. It was all he could do to not let her catch him staring at her. They approached the second bedroom, "And this would be the c***dren's bedroom." It was a good sized room but oddly enough, it was completely void of furniture. "And this is the Nursery," she continued as she led him past the third of the four bedrooms, unpainted and barely furnished with just a crib and dresser. "It was never used," she informed him as her expression turned a bit sorrowful. "She.