. be a hermit crab. Stay inside and never go out, never see anyone except me, Susan and occasionally, your shit-head of a husband." That's not fair, h...ney! I had friends in Bloomington ... I just don't make friends as easily as you and Susan do."Susan got into this discussion by saying, "Mom, you and Katherine could end up best friends ... you just don't know it yet. I know you have something in the fridge you could take with you as a sort 'welcome neighbor' sort of thing." Well, I do have a. I want to see Mark. I promise I won’t cause a scene over it, or strangle his wife or anything like that. My hope for the evening is for all three of us to leave here smiling.”“Well, okay. You were never a confrontational bitch type person in school, like some people I can remember. So I’ll just hope that you haven’t changed in only ten years. I should warn you, though. Watch out for Bill Clementson. He gets pretty obnoxious these days after he gets a few under his belt.”“Thanks, Missy. I. .” and she looked behind her as if checking for anyone listening in, “ ... magic?”I nodded, thankful that she understood.“But won’t it take you time to learn the spell?” she asked.“Not if I forge a bond with them,” I said. “Then I’ll learn all of their magical experience.”Faith backed up a step. “Forge a bond?” she asked and the soft emotion was gone. “And that requires...” Her eyes hardened with the thought and she looked me over. “You have to have sex with them!”I waited for her to look up. * * * Now * * *Both the Professor and the mafia don were traveling to a flat where the professor’s love of life (his wife’s sister) was waiting for him. She had already sold everything and now with ample money to last 3 generations, they were going to a place nobody could ever find them. He unlocked the door of the flat and started planning his future. He smiled and felt proud of his cunning plan.With some time still left for her to come, he went for a shower and our mafia don was relaxing in.