It would be so easy to shoot one of those magnificent creatures down and take what they want from its carcass and yet a part of her felt that Aphrodit... might not like the way the task was accomplished and that could put Psyche’s life in jeopardy. Sighing she stretched her legs and felt the cold nip of the autumn wind seep through her woolens and chill her bones. Pulling the lapels of her coat closer around her neck she asked a rhetorical question ‘How did it come to this?’ Psyche gave a dry. Thank you.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Pam EllistonI sat in my seat beside Clint, trying hard to keep up my poise as the first day of the trial dragged on. The first witness had been called by the prosecution, Detective Nelson Tucker. He looked sharp and imposing in his suit, not the rumpled and tired man who'd arrested us. No five o'clock shadow. No bags under his eyes. No rumpled clothing.His stout form looked authoritative. His years gave weight to his words.The prosecutor, Ed Thomas,. At first, he expected there to be a fight. Instead, Charlie melted into him, burying her face in his chest. After a moment, the flight response tried to take over when she stepped backwards, but Nathan held onto her, never breaking his hug. When she looked up at him, he smiled and said, ‘I love you.’ The girl looked like a miserable mess with tears running out of her eyes, and snot dripping out of her nose, but that was exactly the reason why he loved her. She was strong and ever-mindful of. On a visit to her parents, we were asked to sit down. Matt and Karen looked nervous and he was holding a folder with some papers inside.“Stephanie, your mother and I have something to tell you. Please ... don’t be mad at us,” Matt said, leaning back and quietly tearing up.We looked over to Karen, who was taking a deep breath. “Come on Mom, you’re making Greg and me awfully nervous,” Steph said.Taking her hand, her mother said two words, “You’re adopted!”Pulling her hand away and grabbing me.