His classic square and lean features relaxed in sleep, nose a bit too sharp a precipice, but dashing nonetheless. Still young, and working constructio..., his body was lean and strong, often catching the eye of other women. And she couldn’t blame them. Her husband was something of a hunk. It must be in the genes. That handsome mug was duplicated, in an older, xeroxed, pre-digital copy, in his older brother Michael. Michael…She tousled Matt’s hair. Usually single, not eager to mingle, quiet,. He strode out of his room, and nearly ran over the fat innkeeper on his way to the dining room in the tavern. ‘I want my food served down here, and whatever furl piss you call wine in this godsforsaken pit.’ The innkeeper merely bobbed his head, almost running down the stairs to keep up. The uproarious laughter floating out of the common room pulled at half forgotten memories in Furen’s mind, directing him to a crowded corner of the room. The crowd parted without even knowing, allowing Furen’s. While Marie was shocked she was secretly happy for Rachel to finally be able to find her man whom future Dusty told her about.They signed off and everyone went to bed.The following morning, before anyone was quite up, Dusty went to the festival that was still running for a few more days and made a couple of inexpensive purchases.He might not need what he bought, but he wanted to be prepared.The following Morning found Dusty and his friends at the castle.They met Daniel and Rachel just before. We never fought, we never argued, we never went to bed angry. It was to be our last time together like this. I think we both knew it and so we treated our time as special.Right after she left for her first trip west, my mother took ill in Florida. She lingered for nearly six months until she passed. I spent a lot of time with my siblings at her side. When she finally passed, it was a blessing for her but I was sad and lonely. I missed my little Jay.When I returned to East Hampton, Jay was off.