She, Abigail, did reiterate their desire to have me move into their guest house. And, Harriet did reinforce her offer to buy my dad’s place. I wasn�...�t sure about either proposal now, even the house sale, but if she really wanted it; I did need to sell it, so maybe that.****“So, is he going to go for it?” said Owen.“He said he’d be letting us know in a day or two, but frankly, I doubt it. But, I just don’t know for sure. There are the children as the main draw, but even there he seems a little. Samuel, though, was different. An ex-Navy Seal who wanted a wife and mother for his young daughter... and she wanted him.Was our family enough to overcome all that? I just had to trust that it was, that she still loved us.While I was ruminating my sorrows, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I looked at it and my heart rate must have doubled in that instant. It was a phone call from Addie!I stared at her name on the phone before it clicked in my brain that I needed to press the little green spot.. “I fear my first duty lies at the side of Milady, insuring her safety. We have an appointment with the Bishop of the Black Canon on the morrow, an engagement that I’m sure the Lady Marian would be heartbroken were we to miss it. No, my Captain of Arms will lead our troops. He is more than capable of dealing with these rabid dogs.”As Sir Guy and the Sheriff selected the men for each group and supervised the transfer of gold from some of the wagons, Marian retired to her wagon with Jane to select. Maybe it will be OK.Oh holy shit! I really did not want to hear that! Even if the law doesn't paint a big bright line distinction between fucking a seventeen year old and a twelve year old, it should and I do!Ganda does too, but something profound has happened in Ilonggo that I am not privy to and the upshot is that Ganda is telling me to be gentle as I make love to my twelve year old daughter and niece. This is beyond wrong.I notice movement in the house and I whisper to Ganda that I think.