While I waited, Kates memories came to me, of living here, howshe got along with her mother. Her father had left them when she was 4,and she had never...forgiven him for doing so. More and more memories cameto me, but when I thought about my own life and memories, I couldn'tremember as much.I could remember my first name, where I lived, friends names, but not mylast name, or exact address, nothing that I could do to warn myself ofwhat was to come.I had been holidaying through Canada when the. Hurled into the air he felt every bone in his body breaking, as pure energy arced from point to point, bouncing and burning through him. Crashing through the trees, his now weakened body was jarred by every impact, and he fell limply to the earth. Fractures of every kind, from compound to spinal, turned his very bones to pools of suffering, if that were not enough, he felt like his flesh was burning, and the scent of cooked meat and hair filled his very nostrils.Never in the entirety of his. Still, she had seen that bloodlust in him during their fight, the fury that the Shaman had described. She had seen his magic drain the life from the desert with her own eyes. There was a duality to him that confounded her, and there were things that he was unwilling to reveal.Despite the dangers, she could not return to her tribe, not yet. She had to learn more about this man and his intentions. She had never beheld a male so small, there was no meat on his bones, he hadn’t the muscle to wield. "Uh, I was madly in love with Bill, and I knew I could never compete with her, so..." Bullshit," Jill interrupted. "Your boobs are every bit as large as mine, and your face and figure can't be beat. So what's the real reason?" Uh..." Kathy delayed, then with her blush now obvious, sighed out, "I was jealous." Why? Just because Bill looked at another woman? Come on Kath, the world is full of women, and he's for darn sure a man." Oh, I know; I know. But, well, I'm a lot surer of myself now, and.