Anyway, here I am. An infant boy born prematurely and addicted to crack. The odds were stacked against me. But fate dealt me an ace. A maternity nurse...I would come to call Mom. She was older and was unable to have c***dren of her own. Thanks to her, I made it through. Eventually, she would get custody of me. She would tell me, "We had answered each others prayers." God works in mysterious ways they say. Tragedy often leads to miracles. Life was not easy however. I had many health problems. Not. ’ She fiddled her hands again and Garen watched as a small blue light started to form in her hands with as much wonder as everything else. Soon, the light was fully formed, and she moved her palms against his head, the light seeping into his skull. A flash of insight filled him instantly, although he watched the events unfold at the pace they happened. Not only would she die, but he would too, each at the hands of a horrible beast that would hold them each captive until it was time. Before. When we showed up at the Presidential Palace we had a late brunch, which included Black-Eyed-Peas and Ham. The President told up, his wife grew up in Florida, and she always insisted that we have black-eyed-peas for New Years days.He asked me about what happened to Castro."Mr. President, as you know I was on a plane when Castro was 'electrocuted'." I know all about it, what I would like to know is who did the targeting." Since you know about the platforms, I have been told I can tell you, that. “Cash ... for the toll.”“Cool, you want a receipt?” Artemis asked.The question momentarily froze Paul. Churchmouse stepped in, “Get one just in case. Maybe some creative accountant will find a way to use it as a tax writeoff.”Paul stayed on his knees in case he hadn’t given Artemis enough cash, but it proved more than enough. As they passed through the toll booth, Churchmouse gave a whoop. “New York City, here we are!”“Just in time to pretend to go see Hamilton,” added Carl. “Unless we can.