Yeah.”He really could have destroyed the underworld if he’d wanted to. She shivered at the thought, and hugged her love close as the three continu...d past the wreckage, and onto the black stone of the dock. Charon’s ship awaited them.~~Darian~~He owed Gallea one. His instructions must have included having the ship wait for them. And sure enough, when the three of them boarded the vessel, the undead beneath them began to row the ship back into the red river and green fires of Styx.But he couldn’t. I didnt know if she was in fact miserable I had never seen her at work, so I just assumed. I also thought about my dad, and why he had left my mom, beyond the obvious explanation, of course. I often envisioned that he was a powerful politician, and an illegitimate child would ruin him. Other times I fantasized he was a powerful spy who left to protect us from any old enemies he might have. I always ended up coming to the same, rational conclusion though, he was more than likely just a dick.. I asked him if the interview was over. He said the interview was still on with a sly smirk on his face.I was getting too sweaty so I removed my coat. He was like, “You could have removed it before the interview itself”. I just smiled at him uncomfortably. Then he told me to sit. I turned to sit and that’s when he kept his hands on my ass and asked, “Is this leather? Even my wife wants to buy one”.I softly removed his hands and said, yes. Meanwhile, he got a call and he turned back to talk. It. ’ The tension gripped Fran’s stomach and she was glad at that moment she hadn’t tried to eat breakfast. Patrice’s right hand idly played with the fabric of the armrest as she tried to keep her voice steady. ‘A daughter? That’s nice.’ ‘Patrice, I wanted to say… I need to tell you… I mean, I never got to, but I tried…’ Fran tried to say but the sentences wouldn’t form in her mind. She had too much to say and didn’t know how to say it. She silently wished that she had rehearsed a speech.