The Huntress leader Caris, who was hardly any good, had left her behind to search the area for food. Kaarthen was not familiar with the area but felt...the wooded areas to the south where they just came from would have been easier hunting. She was ignored when she tried to give advice and snarky comments about whether she could make it up the mountains with her own weight were made. Making tea was her solace. She had grown fond of what the priestesses had served in the enclave and it helped. “First, Frances, it was not what we expected. Instead, it was about Jessica and Sidra. It seems that your husband, Jessica, told your local priest that you had run away, taking Sidra with you and stealing some unnamed valuables from the house. Untrue of course, but so was everything else he offered to the priest. He apparently claimed to be trying to find you, and asked the clergy to put out the word, and let him know if you went to a church somewhere.I told the Reverend the truth of the. David stared for a few seconds then said “This is uncanny, you have a small mole above your right nipple and I have the same on my left side. If we stand face to face, below shoulder level we will appear as mirror images of each other”. With that he pulled me in front of him and moved in very close to compare the height of our moles and sure enough, they coincided (give or take half an inch). This action caused our nipples to brush against each other and that sent a little tingle through me. It. Looking into his lovers captivating blue eyes Marc said softly, “and you are Il Mio Molto Amava, forever my much loved, forever my Amy”. The wind was freshening, the sky was blue and the sails were full. The newly christened “Il Mio Molto Amava” sliced the surface of the water carrying the two lovers south toward Chicago. During the night they spent together in the spring, they had been on the stern bench of the boat about the starlight and that got Amy talking about city lights and she.