She never lost the deep sorry etched on her face but now it was smoothed a little by a mother’s joy.Two for joyThe village do-gooders, interferers a...d religious purity specialists decided that the best thing would be to march up to the cave straight away and dispatch the cursed infants that brought shame to their community. The old priest led the way. They were met by a girl holding her stomach and standing painfully at the entrance holding a stick. Mother Jones had warned her and she stood. “Well thank you for that sis. I thought you thought I was a good guy,” Lee replied. “Well, that was before you started having an affair with her Lee. Did you not think of that?” I asked. Then I was more than emotional at that point. So Jack started caressing my legs and shoulders to try and calm me down at least a little. “Just breathe in and out Amber. You are going to give yourself a heart attack or something like that. So calm down a little,” Jack said. “OK I'm fine sweetheart, thank you.. John rubbed his cheek, feeling the warm skin.“This is a helluva treatment technique you got going here, Doc.”“Listen to me, John. You see…”But her voice trailed off and she didn’t say anything for awhile. She pulled back away from him and rested her chin on her palm, deep in thought.“John, it’s like… there’s fate, but there's also self-determination. They both exist, and are intertwined. The universe brings people into your life at different times for different reasons. But what you do with. ”“You’re using a piece of scrap wood to try and pick a magic lock. That’s not perseverance, that’s the result of you being dropped on your head as a baby. I pity the poor lass who receives your horrendous technique.”“Instead of complaining, how about you do something to help? I’m pretty sure these locks are dwarf-made.”“What do you expect me to do? Give it three taps and whisper sweet nothings?”“No, I expect you piss yourself and dance a jig!”Foley snorted in laughter. “I’ll give you honest.