Yakhir clucked his tongue as he followed the thread of events beyond his control. The tribe had sided with his clan, but not because of the attempted ...urder of Janina and him, but because of Adilah. The siblings had no proof of their attack other than an easily dismissed knife, and their aunts, uncles and cousins had been reluctant to protest for justice. His clan, skeptical and cautious, had not sided with his household until the outing of Adilah, an outsider welcomed into his home. "Welcoming. I don't know ... bored I'd guess you say. Everything was getting to be routine. It was strange, it was like after all those years I looked around and kind of said, what am I doing, where am I going, no where, I'm stuck here."She continued, "Don't get me wrong, I loved Harry, I loved Jennifer, I loved my life, but, all of a sudden, it just seemed like there was something missing. I think I was starting to slip into a slight depression. Nothing seemed like fun anymore, not even sex. It wasn't. Standing at 5’2 with the shoulder length blonde hair, a fit body and the curves any woman would be jealous of. And they were, as all the men always took a second look as she passed by. But each man also thought she hated sex and it was a dirty word by the way she carried herself. She was prim and proper and always in a dress with sheer nylons.Mrs T was my best friends mom, our families have known each other since I was a baby and we did our summer vacations together. She was also my second mom. ..?” I started to speak but she placed a thin pale finger upon my lips.“Don't you know me?” she asked, a small smile playing on her lips which didn't move with what I heard inside my head. “I know you, Wald.”She still spoke in German but now I understood clearly. I felt the words rather than heard them. It was as though I was thinking them.“My name is Anna...” I half protested.“I know your name, Wald, or should I say, in English, Forest?”Of course, Wald in German, Coedwig in Welsh, all names.