Nahla told me." May I ask you a question, my mate?" Yeah." Why did you change me so much?" I wanted you for a mate, not the village whore."She sighed...."Do you really have a thunder stick?" Yes." Are you a god?" No. Neither is the man who changed you." He said he was a god and he had many magical things." He lied. He just said that so he could control you enough that he could use 'The Taint' on you. As far as magical things, I have many of the same things he does." If you say so, I must believe. The bar survived solely on the men that worked in the fields. My sister and I shared a room, my brother slept in the living room, and my parents had their own bedroom. It was in that room that I saw what would occupy my mind for the rest of my life. The men that worked the fields were mostly married men with there families back in Mexico, they would get off work and come to the bar to spend there money, and where there’s men and money, there are prostitutes. One night I woke up to. My father is of modern thinking and has given us all lots of freedom. For last 4 years he is suffering from diabetes and recently has had a heart attack also. He’s gone quite weak during last 2 ½ years. Both of us sis go to the same school and are very close to each other, can discuss and share any and every thing.My daddy has kept one car for us and another for going to office etc which most of the time he used to drive but recently he takes the driver to drop him. His office is 6 kms from our. Gabriel just sulked. Her irritation spiked because, surely, no one had the right to look so cute and sexy at the same time. Darn him. “Look,” he murmured fiddling with a fold in the sheet draped over his lap, “I’m sorry. It’s just that… yesterday…” He took a deep breath, finally looking up at her, eyes guarded. “I woke up after the surgery thinking you’d be here, but you never showed up. Guess I was feeling a bit sorry for myself. I shouldn’t have snapped at you that way. I’m sorry.” Abigail.