”“No, I’m going to jail!”“Shh,” she said. “Just hold me.”He rested his head on top of hers and squeezed her tighter. They stared off a... the river. His coat was still covering them. The footsteps got closer. Then behind them. A man and a woman were walking hand in hand.“Nice night,” the man said.They turned to the couple and nodded.“Beautiful,” Caledon said.“Have a good night,” the woman said.“You, too,” Heather replied chipperly.They stared off at the river as the couple passed. Then they. " I hadn't seen his face, but the size and build made me believe it was a man."Ew. You saw that in the water?" Yeah." It had taken place inside a building. The goat's blood had landed on tile.It was probably an animal sacrifice, thought Ursus. They are metaphorically powerful, but I don't like them, and I don't do them."How horrible!" Mary said."I didn't like seeing it, and I'm sure the goat didn't like it." Is that something that just now happened?"Ursus took over answering. "Probably, scrying. Finally Rose came to me late one afternoon after the Tea Room closed. ‘Jackson, you’ve been around long enough to prove I can trust you. You haven’t stolen … I’ve watched. And you haven’t approached any of my guests … I’ve watched that even closer. It’s time now to continue your training and apprenticeship. Gather your things. You will be living at my house for a time.’ No more explanation, she turned and left the room, fully expectant that I would follow her directions. When I went to my cot. But the vision of him doing housework in his new 'maid style'dress and apron with his set hair prettily wrapped in a flower printscarf only made the situation worse. He then thought about how he hadrelieved himself with the worn slip his mother had given him and thatthought made his little problem strain even more.Frustrated, he quietly got up, put his slippers on and headed to hisbathroom. He sat down as was now his custom then reached down to pointhis tiny member in the proper direction..