Using the pit sand and lime, we mixed it with small rocks and poured it into the bottom of the wall to keep the poles in place."I wish we had more, I ...ould fill the inner wall with this roman cement so we would have a stronger wall," I said."This will be fine, besides, mixing that much slurry by hand would be a bitch, not counting the transporting of the lime and pit sand," Nancy replied as we used the hand mixers to mix the cement."I know, but it would be nice," I replied."I know, but for now,. Why are you sending some random man your address, and why is he flying you back out to Philadelphia?” “That is none of your business Mikayla. Now give me my phone back.” I try to stand my ground, but Mikayla is extremely persistent, as always. “OK, his name is Drake. I met him while I was in Philadelphia. It’s kind of a long story. Can I have my phone back now?” Mikayla and I leave the mall, trying to find a distraction. We grab some lunch at a local restaurant called the Friendly Toast. It’s a. She stood up and said that she thinks I was mad and she was leaving. She stood up and turned to go away. She walked two steps and so I got up, pulled her by her arms, settled her back on the tin wall. I moved my face near her face, pretending to kiss her. She immediately closed her eyes tightly. I thought she would turn her face but unexpectedly she didn’t turn her face at all. Lips shivering, body shivering, I wanted to kiss her but didn’t. She was looking so cute, innocently beautiful. She. A leader didn’t have the luxury of dwelling on loss. “There’s more, Milord,” StoneFingers said in a heavy tone. The Dwarf’s face, which had always been dour and rough, was especially care-lined and weary tonight. “Arthas fell, Milord.” “I know,” Rael said, and even to his ears, his voice was hollow and hard. The surge of emotion was harder to quell, now. Arthas had been a good lad, loyal and hardworking and earnest. He’d held his position as squire to the Knight Captain with utmost seriousness..