Right here in my mind. You've tortured me all these years just by not being there. Now you shuck yourself back into my life and you're going to leave ...t again? What, take off in the middle of the night without a note?" Whew, Mick, first you need to forgive me. You want we should troll through the slights and disputes that were never resolved? Face it, Mick, we both fucked up and I had to do what I had to do. But," she turned towards him, "it was never without cost, Mick, never! You need to. ’ The woman in the chair said with a sweet voice, yet an evil air about her lingered, and was impossible to shake. ‘You know much about me, please tell me something about yourself.’ I inquired politely, hoping to find out as much as I could about this mysterious woman and her followers. ‘I am the Mistress of Tania, through whom God will soon aid in the saving my children from the yoke of The Council.’ Said the Mistress in the chair in a deep, proud yet still feminine voice. ‘Serve me well and. That's not the case at all. As Julia has previously mentioned, there are approximately 700 girls at my high school, about 80 of which were sitting in front of me right now, at the largest gathering I've ever had. Eighty girls is a huge number to be interested in one guy, but it represents only about 10% of possible number. Julia had spread the word that only good looking girls need try to chase me, so that had theoretically discouraged the attendance of some of the girls who would've liked to. She had grown tall and her hair was below her knees. She was now eighteen in this god forsaken world . Time had seem to stand still as she had learned to survive yet another Christmas coming in this new age. She had learned much from the streets of Knob Hill. She worked as a laundress and had had just enough to eat and live since she was eight years old. Christmas always a lonely wait as if etched in time. Sadness shown in her face that was etched with sorrow , but yet a beauty to many as they.