What are you guys doing? He is like our brother.’ He said almost disgustedly. The tone of his voice not only had me angered but frustrated. I didn�...t want to explain myself to anyone when I didn’t exactly want to or know what to explain for. It was my life and only I could live it, not my brothers, not anyone. ‘Correction, he might be like your brother, but I never thought of him in that way.’ I snapped, immediately feeling guilty after I saw his face. ‘I just don’t want to see you hurt, and. Maybe it doesn't matter. Otherwise, it's a long drive but you're welcome to come out for more from time to time. Stupid, sonava- Sorry, not you. This damn nut is stuck on ridiculously tight." "I'd like that. I mean, if store milk doesn't work. You wouldn't believe how much I spend on sleeping pills and those make me feel terrible. So, yeah, maybe if that doesn't work I could come out and pick up a bottle. It's a drive but I don't mind it. I mean, well, it'd save a lot on pills." Lynn reached. He stopped and returned his gaze forward. "Ah, perhaps, my good man. I search for information on religious faith." Then you are most assuredly in the right section," said the Philosopher in a gentle voice. "Are you looking for a specific topic?" Yes, I search for information on the native faiths of the peasantry." Ah, I see. Sadly, I must disappoint you, for the peasants have very little organized religious faith to speak of."Tarras jerked his head in surprise towards the Journeyman without. "Hell, it looked to me like we should have heard the crash. I mean there was still steam hissing from the radiator. Me, John and Bill were a couple of hundred feet ahead of everyone else and seen it first. We pulled off the road and I had Bill flag down the rest of the group while me and John looked to see if we could help the survivors. It surprised the crap out of us when we found there weren't any. Only thing we could figure was that somebody else had stopped and carted the survivors off to.