They’d just got to town and would be home soon. She texted that she loved him. The phone chimed again. A happy face. She looked from the phone t... the purple head that twitched urgently in front of her nose. She let out a deep sigh. The head felt her breath and thrust forward, brushing her lips as he thrust his pelvis against the drum. She blinked at the tears in her eyes and opened her mouth for him. When it was over she showed the Internet. She watched her anguished, tear-streaked face. But I stayed behind in her place. I had no interest in college or anywhere else. The Faire was all I needed. That and Uncle Henry, of course.I was 22 when Uncle Henry passed away from a stroke. I know- sad shit. But I was fortunate enough to have another family waiting to adopt me. One that had a reputation for taking in all who needed refuge from the misery of the real world. It was the tight-nit staff here at Notts’ Faire. And as you might have guessed, Uncle Henry had willed the land and. I could distinctly hear the surprise and intrigue in his deep voice. Oh yeah, everything is fine, I smiled slightly as I said it, I just wanted to see what it looked like in here is all. My eyes burned into his while I bit the bottom of my lip, and I hoped he would understand why I was really in there. He stared back into my eyes and I saw a flash of slight understanding in them. Jim stood up and strolled the short distance over to where I was. He reached around me, pressing his body into mine. "I could feel tears falling on my shoulder and had to fight the urge to roll over and take Debra in my arms. At least in my heart I was no longer lying to myself. Waiting for the official divorce was something I had to do, but Debra would be in my arms after that if she still wanted.Debra touched me one last time before I heard her quietly walk away. My mind was turning over the newest revelations as I fell back into a troubled sleep. It might have been only a moment or an hour when I could.