I filled it."And then there was a fight and a fire. What happened to you?"She sat back, licked her lips, took a deep breath and said, "Opium." Her eye... were as flat as river stones.I waited, waving at the girl for another pitcher of beer."Within a month," the young woman said, looking at the musty ceiling and then closing her eyes, "within a month, after we parted, I was courted by another minister, a man of the cloth who knew my first husband and ignored all the conventions of mourning. He had. ”We have been married 25 years. Three c***dren — a daughter and two sons. Two gainfully employed. One in college. First grandc***d on the way.Who would have guessed all of that one sunny summer’s day years earlier? I was back in my hometown for a weekend. She had moved back to town. I saw her at a store. We picked up our friendship like we had never left it. I finally worked up the courage to ask her for date. She said yes. Eighteen months later, we were married.Being married to Jean has been. Russ felt that the Moor acted with intention, as if waiting for the opportunity to become aligned with someone. Russ watched him personally as soon as he was notified that the Moor was seen nearing the village. The Moor’s eyes searched the crowd constantly, as if he were sizing things up. Russ waited, expecting a meeting or exchange of some kind. But, that never occurred. The Moor came with the merchant, but only pretended to assist the old man. The site of Iona shocked him at first. He was not. Then she touched my thigh, I got aroused by it. So in returns, I also touch her thighs. She became cosy and comfortable.Moments later she placed her head on my shoulders. Taking advantage, I kissed her on her lips. She stood up and went back home. I called her million times to say sorry but she didn’t pick my calls. She was not even willing to reply my text message. I was shattered. Five days of no meeting, no calls, and no message made me more and more tensed. On the fifth day, she messaged me.