This was 2 days after Christmas and I was leaving town on January 1st to go back to the West Coast. Things really clicked for Rachel and me and the ne...t few days we spent a lot of time together. On New Years Eve we even made plans to go out together as a couple. I was making a lot of money in college, doing “side projects”, so New Year’s Eve was a blast, we went out to a local club and got bottle service. That night we went back to their apartment and pretty much stayed up all night, fucking. The Borun was racked with such terror that onlyfear of her retribution moved him from the illusionary safety of theGlen. He left the Glen that morning trying to hide his fear behind themask of his pride. For the sake of those he led he strode from thevillage with boldly; a warrior chief of a race that had seized theirlands in fire and steel but within his breast his heart quaked with suchfear as to nearly unman him. Through the long miles past the domain ofthe Mek and the Ghuar-noth he. Stupid people will talk about things they know nothing about. Their kids will hear it, and they'll try to pick on me. Most of the time, I just ignore them. Sometimes, one of them wants to prove he or she is better than me by picking a fight. If I can't get out of it, I do my best to kick their asses. Most of the time, I do. Occasionally, my ass gets kicked, but so far only when there're too many of them. Anyway, unless mom wants to ride herd on me all day, every day, there's nothing she can do. "Bill, what are you going to do about that woman?"I knew who she meant but said, "What woman?" Marjorie Emerson, of course." Why, nothing. I'm not doing this to fight and, particularly, not to fight with her."She was not happy with my reply. She looked at Joan. "Joan, do you have your recording kit in your car?" Joan nodded. "Good. Tomorrow, we will record an interview with Miss Emerson to play on Monday."I had smiled and walked out to the barn. Todd had followed me. Out there, I peeled the.