She couldn’t stop smiling as she took his hand in hers. “My skating skills suck, you’ll likely be teaching me.”“You can always borrow my leg...if it’ll help you,” she grinned and they laughed.“I was wondering if you and Alex do anything during the Spring Break that’s coming up in two weeks.”“This will be our first one without his dad around, thank God! I’m not sure, maybe we’ll do a movie or two and eat out.”“We always tried to get away for a few days to a hotel and not have to worry about doing. “He, he suggested that you and I were,” he started to say, “he insinuated that there was an intimate aspect of our friendship, but he put it in a lot more graphic manner.”“Is that all,” Harriet laughed.“You think that was funny?”“Honestly,” she replied. “I think some of those jokes are sort of flattering.”“Flattering?”“Well yes,” Harriet explained. “The very idea that a good looking young man like yourself would be interested in an old lady like me. It actually its also quite laughable when you. ‘If you’re going to be later than that, give me a call, please. I hate to sit up worrying.’ ‘Boy, it’s going to be just like it is at home!’ Tommy thought, a little discouraged, as he and his mother drove back to their house. He helped his mother pack suitcases and things in the car, then headed to pick up his father. Then the three of them drove to the airport. Tommy waited until the plane was in the air before he headed for the Inn. He was early, but he was hoping for a chance to talk with. The Poets were all playing Rogues and the Rogues were Mages. Gareth shook his head in wonder. It was all due more or less to the Dagger of Kija that Pteri clutched so tightly. Time was running out, if only there was some way to destroy that Dagger, Gareth thought, seeing how weak his wife was getting."If the two of you are going to join the games," Rowann scabbarded her sword, "You had better hurry and register. They promised the combat to begin as soon as your clock strikes twelve."Gareth.