I knew what I wanted, nothing more than another soul-wrenching kiss with Ginger. But what comes after that? Is she prepared for the ‘after'? Is Eric...ready? I knew the answer to that question from Michelle's point of view. She was looking forward to the ‘after' between Ginger and me. We arrived at our house, and Michelle invited Ginger and Eric inside for just a moment to say goodbye. The four of us expressed how much we'd enjoyed the evening, and then Michelle went to Eric and kissed him. Ten minutes later, Early called Wells again. "All right. What's going on?" Early demanded."Are you parked?" Wells asked."Yes," Early replied curtly.Wells said, "Our first operative is back in the office, but his replacement is on site." Wells chuckled. "We're old pros at this, Mr. Conroy. You aren't supposed to see us." Where is he?" Early asked."There's a park behind the Stickner property. He parked on that street, worked his way to Stickner's property line, and climbed a tree. We have proof. ”Brock and Mel spent a nice afternoon of dining without the clean up and then returned to his house to watch football on TV. Brock was surprised but not unhappy when Mel snuggled up to him on the couch to watch the Cowboys and Titans battle.“I want you to consider something,” she said. “Please don’t answer now. Just think about it. I think I know what your first reaction will be so I would rather you ponder things for a little while.”Brock suddenly was on edge, something that didn’t go. I immediately set off for the castle at the most precipitous pace I imagined my dignity would allow.The sharp tones ordering my instant appearance: "Go fetch that damn Mage" rang through the door as I raised my fist to knock. The phrase was perhaps, injurious to my self-esteem; but they were, without doubt, a golden opportunity; one any Mage would have to rise to.Changing my mind in mid-movement, I pushed the door open wide, and stalked majestically within."Your Grace requires my assistance?"A.