A shiver passed through her and she cursed inwardly for leaving her wool cloak inside the big house. Wrapping her arms around herself, she glared at t...e courtyard. Not at anyone in particular. The entire scene made her angry. It had been a trying spring and summer. Clan Fingall had come out of the winter season with greater aggression than they’d shown in years. Her father, a seasoned warrior and full time farmer, had scoffed at their darting midnight raids and cattle theft. He’d maintained his. Adam hesitated."HOW LONG?!" she repeated, her temper was reaching boiling point."3 months" he said, his voice was small.Anne just looked at him in disgust for a moment. She then held her handto her face and shook her head."It just happened. I didn't mean it!" he said, trying to defend himself."GET OUT OF HERE!!! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU EVER AGAIN!!!" she yelled,tears now down her face.He walked to the front door and opened it."I'm sorry," he said as he exited."SORRY?! AFTER THE WAY YOU'VE. Solana seemed to be nothing like that. There was an openness and almosttransparent honesty to her face. After the show was over I went backstage to meet Solana. She had an indescribable twinkle in her eye that made her seem magical. We were shortly at my hotel suite. She sat on the chrome and leather sofa. “Would you like a drink? I've got all kinds of booze here. I've got weed, cocaine..” She held up her hand. “It's very nice to offer, but I don't use d**gs. My father was killed by the Cali. The women decide who drives the kids to school, who does the shopping, and stuff like that,” I replied while stifling a yawn.“What?” she gasped. “What will they think of me coming out with you?” she asked.“Considering that every one of them has tried to fix me up with a friend or relative, and even a couple of their older daughters, they’ll probably be bummed,” I chuckled.“Oh, god, our clothes,” she panicked this time.“I picked them up after you fell asleep last night. Shall we shower and then.