My tent was set up between the two groups.I reminded the group about camping safety and I also told them there would be no horse-play or practical jok...s allowed.“Remember,” I cautioned, “Who you are and where you are.”Everyone paired off to their respective tents. Amy had a tent to herself and I too, had my own tent. I unzipped my sleeping bag and after stripping down to my underwear, slipped into it. The glow of the camp fire outside of my tent was a peaceful one. I listened to hushed whispers. Tom brought the Connie in gently flaring it down to land with a gentle chirp of the tires. He let it slow gently since he had plenty of runway. He turned and taxied to us on two engines cutting them as he came near. We had found a rolling stairway and brought it to the main door. Everyone but Tom and Vic came piling out to meet the new people. Robby went to Bennie and me and embraced us in a tight hug and kissed my lips. George and Judith came out a little more sedately followed by the brothers. We all loved her. We went out some.” Dude, back off. I’m not interested.Then about eleven??? Maybe earlier. I started to feel a little sick. I went to the bathroom and didn’t recognize myself. I thought, My God! My mother is here. That’s when I threw up the first time and I thought, great, I’m sick. How could I get sick so fast? I had to grab my coat from the table and I left the bar. This guy—Deon??—wanted to drive me home. No way. Not interested. I got in my car and pulled out of the parking. I saw the mage's soul get ripped out and...” He shook his head. “Why did I agree?”“Agree to what?” I asked.“To come with you,” he answered. “I thought I could handle this, but...” He stood up and bowed. “I am deeply sorrowful for my cowardice.”“You should be. We could have used your music and—”“Sophia,” Angela interrupted. “Slave.”I stiffened. “Yes, Mistress?”“I seem to recall a spoiled brat that fell from a horse and ran in fear before she mastered it.”I blushed. The fight with the panthopus.