“I told him of the general circumstances and that was enough. But it’s best if he hears everything now if I’m going to have to tell it to a stra...ger soon.”She sighed and looked at her friends.“I was there,” Ryan said. “I can tell it if you want.”“We need for her to practice it,” Susan said. “She has to come off as contrite but also comfortable with what she learned from the mistakes.”“Let’s not call them mistakes,” I cut in.“What else would you call them?” Liz asked.“Actions,” I said with a. Oh, Mike! I’m so sorry!” she started to well up as she sat on the bed next to me.“I’ve been such a bitch to you. I can’t believe what’s happening to me. A shitty job, a fucking asshole husband who leaves me for his secretary.” she started to sob. I put my arm around her and tried to console her.“No Micheal. I mean, you’re the only one who supports me and I crap on you too as soon as something goes wrong.” She was crying now. “I’m depressed, broke, I haven’t been fucked in 5 years and I’m going. The whole community could collapse unless there was a way of conferring legitimacy on Ptarmigan’s authority. It was the River People that proposed the solution. In their culture, a widow could inherit the responsibility and duty if it had been granted to her by her husband and that she had a partner, though normally a man, to assist her. So it was that Ivory decided to tell the village that she was prepared to assume the duty of being Ptarmigan’s husband should the Chief never return and that. She connected each up to a belt like the first guy. The place in my head showed me what happened when she triggered the box the first time. Whatever was inside the box sent the specific colors of energy into a dedicated acupuncture needle to go to his brain. He screamed out in a high pitch like someone had kicked him in the balls, hard. She then expertly alternated the signals sent to make him think he was on fire or suffering from extreme frostbite.How many ways can she cause him to feel.