That must have been great when dealing with a temple full of worshipers in the days before public address systems were invented.One day she gave an ab...upt and very cool reply of "Thank you very much," to a comment I hadn't caught. After she gave her response in exactly the same way a couple more times over the next day I pulled her aside and asked her what had been said to her to provoke her in that way."They complimented the beauty of my necklace," she told me sulkily.Ah, I thought to myself.. She moves her face over mine and she kisses my lips."Good morning young lady" she says to me.Despite being uncomfortable with that term applying to me, I accepted itwith a nod and returned her kiss for a few moments. When we pulled apartfor a breath, I whispered in a husky tone of voice "Hello yourself 'YoungLady.'" How you feeling now hon? You were tossing and turning all night." Just trying to get used to everything. It was my first night sleeping withthese," I said as I ran my fingers. ”I was going to kill Tara next time I got my hands on her. This was her fault. It was her stupid game that had sent Mum spinning off like this.I looked at the picture again.“Look at your picture, Mum. Look at the pattern of cuts. That’s Dad’s back. That exact pattern. Those are Dad’s scars from when he was small. Tara isn’t hurt at all. You never hit her. You never cut her. Your mind is confusing the two things. You’ve drawn Dad’s cuts onto Tara’s back. This never happened.”I kept repeating. "No, I've seen them all you've shown me in person." JC smiled remembering how excited I'd been examining the horses."Then what?" If we have the money I'd add one more." JC searched my face, looking to see if I was opened to the idea or not."Go on." This one. I think." He frowned at my hand writing. "Endura." He nodded."I don't recall..." I frowned looking at where I usually put my notes next to the name, I couldn't make it out."No you wouldn't. You only had a glance at her. You should look.