I might like her too, except for the fact that I'm really not sure how I feel about women after all of that shit I went through with Arabella. One thi...g is for sure though, I haven't thought about Arabella in weeks so maybe I am getting over her.Samuel Dansen's Journal June 16. Everything changed today. My life is going in a completely different direction than I'd envisioned. One of the duties the Sheriff assigned to me was the task of meeting new arrivals from other places. When the stage. Meaning to say, wow, that smells good...except of course, being distracted, I said "Wow, YOU smell good" which aside from being true, was probably dumb. She gave me that arched eyebrow that clearly runs in the family and said "Thanks?" and smiled. She went to get the sugar down from the shelf as I tried to concentrate on the coffee. Unfortunately the sugar being on the top shelf forced her to stretch up and reach for it, which pulled her T shirt up over her hips and exposed her perfect teenaged. ‘Hi, Nin, I'm glad you decide to come. This is your friend, right? Scarlett, I think you said.’‘Yes, she Scarlett.’ I smiled at him, hoping that my smile didn't betray how nervous I felt.‘Come in, come in.’ He said.He opened the door wide and Nin pulled me into the room. It was actually a large suite with a view over the river and the lights of Bangkok beyond. At the Mandarin Oriental, this would set you back a packet. We walked into the living space where a woman was sitting on a sofa. She was. The only person not yelling was his Mother who sat idly by waiting for the yelling to stop. Which it did, but only after he left the dining room.The next morning was uncomfortable, to say the least. He did not acknowledge his Father, just as his Father did not acknowledge him. His Mother just left the room, not wanting to get in between them."So, did you talk to your Father last night?"He snickered, "Yeah. It went as I thought, he screamed and yelled and told me not to have any more involvement.