’ ‘No…..wait….. I must get my angel’s name first.’ ‘I am not an angel, and my name is Jamara.’ ‘Please permit me to see you home, my...name is Cross. It is not safe for you to be traveling home alone with elves about.’ ‘You may see me home then.’ So Cross took Jamara home. They talked the whole way, getting to know one another. They finally found themselves at her door. Cross was reluctant to leave his angel of the lake, but he knew that he must. ‘I would like to see you again,’ he told her. ‘I. Sure, it’ll cost a lot, but it will save the rest of the farm.” His listeners are so stunned by the knowledge of the thousands of dollars of crops he’s destroying they say nothing.After a few more minutes two teams of an adult with five early teens are sent to walk the northern side of Strong Creek gully to clear it of all fuel. The rest are set up in teams to destroy the many hectares of the best crops the Clan has seen in several years of drought. By nine in the morning the teams are hard at. Nothing complicated. My powers had some effect on my own body. In this case, I surmised that sleep, time to heal, and my powers all worked to together to fix me. I could help the process but I didn’t think I could think me all better.Becky entered the room pushing a commode chair. This could be pushed right into the shower allowing my attendants to wash me pretty thoroughly. Up until now, I had only used it when set up for me to have a dump. Err, bowel movement. Sometimes, I didn’t have the. "Joe asked, "Do you think you will have as good of a crop as last year?"Jessie said, "I am hoping that was a bountiful crop I believe I had 2harvests of soybeans last year of what I believe was about 4000 bushelsapiece."Joe said, "So you harvested about 8000 bushels from that 80 acres huh."Jessie said, "Yep I did."Joe said, "What were the prices?"Jessie replied, "About $9 a bushel."Joe whistled and said, "You made out like a bandit."Jessie said, "Joe I am sorry I really have to go I have.