In fact, he seemed rather distant for the next week or so. We didn’t seem to have much time for each other except to say “Good night” each even...ng and “Good bye” in the morning. Kelly was no different than she is normally but nothing ever affects my sister. But as the time seemed to slip by, my confusion seemed to grow in my mind.During the couple of weeks in school following the time in my room with Martha, she didn’t say ten words to me. It was almost like she was avoiding any. Splitting the night’s silence, they drowned out the pair’s panting. Both Hatshepsut and Mikha’El froze. “What’s going on here?” Palace guards armed with spears and cowhide shields marched into the bedchamber. Their leader, set apart by his blue helmet, shot daggers at Mikha’El with his eyes. “And what in Amun’s name are you doing to Pharaoh, slave?” “Serving her as always.” Mikha’El’s flesh, once blazing hot, chilled like night out in the desert. “Service? This is blasphemy! Get out of her or. Her look was almost something, maybe accusatory.“And,” he said.“He appreciated my honesty, like you said he would. Oh, and he made sure I understood that he did not hate me,” she said. She still had the look.“Okay, anything else?” he said.“And he no longer has any respect for me and he doesn’t like me anymore, his exact words,” she said. “Oh, and he said he and I are done forever and on all levels.”“Oh my,” he said.“He did say that he wanted to talk to you. What you tell him will determine if. Why don’t you step inside...?”We cut to inside the house – a neat and tidy home, with everything in its place.Our aging, chunky guest has removed her coat and is in the process of hanging it on a hook in the hallway. She’s wearing a conservative dress, belted at the waist to try and make her look a little thinner (it’s not working – she’s not obese, but she’s a big girl). Stairs lead away to the upper level behind her. She looks right into the camera, still struggling to suppress her smile.“I’m.