drsawzall

As much as we appreciate all you have done in creating GA, your descriptive writing talents are sorely missed on these pages!

Like many others, more please! And where might we find your submission to the anthology and title please and thanks!!

The new squires are finding out that their lives are no longer part of the innocence of the young. And while life, even for young children, was fraught with the day to day challanges of daily living. Now they find themselves belonging to the keep, manor, and villages; their every move will be watched to see if they are worthy of the respect of all. There will be challenges from their elders and contemporaries to see how they measure up. They will be probed, taunted, and challenged. Let's see how they measure up. If they remember the lessons Kalen imparted, they will do just fine!!!

I take solace in the following: it will take time, and remember folks pay the attorneys as much as you can as you go... The judge lifted her hand. "I'm not finished." She looked directly at Liam. "Mr. Hart, if the court grants temporary transparency and limited disclosures, you will establish a clean signatory structure immediately. Independent trustee or neutral administrator. Documented and court-supervised. No informal channels. No side arrangements." Liam's voice was quiet. "Yes, Your Honor." The judge's gaze slid to Marina's counsel. "And Ms. Velluto's signatory authority will be removed from the entities described in the motion pending review, so long as the petitioner complies with the clean structure conditions." Marina's counsel's face remained composed, but Hudson saw the flicker, panic buried under professionalism. I hope to all heck we go down the stereotypical road in "the destruction" of the relationship between Hudson and Liam....While I understand it is the job of the author to attract and engage readers, and I can't quibble with his story and the way it has proceeded, if there is to be a break-up in the relationship...please, for the love of whatever, keep it brief... That's my story, and I am sticking to it... Did you say the next chapter is ready?

What about the Powerball and Lucky For Life tickets??? What is Liam up to??? A lovely chapter!!

Cockroaches...brrr...no thanks!! Blaise just can't keep his eyes to himself...

I get the feeling someone's cornflakes just got pissed on...Don't forget Varilik is from Orinovo, or is this a red herring?

Hopefully they have an honest conversation tomorrow...

What could possibly go right/wrong...no wonder Will flipped at the beginning of this story...jeezeus

This is painful and way past the point of shitting or getting off the f'ing pot...somebody find their f'ing voice and remember your testicles...

WTF????

Jef is beyond the pale...way beyond, and his testimonials must be the size of grapefruits...

Jeff...say the word...hotel!!!

YES!!! And sometimes ya need to talk to each other...not at each other...

There's a special place in hell for Scott....

I'm lovin Peter more and more and his sense of sartorial splendor..I used to make my staff wear Hawaiian shirts every Friday and have quite a collection!! Oh...dear lord...what did Jeff just do???

I've got nice legs and I love the color...from the waist up...best not look to closely... Though, Will thought with trepidation, at least he wouldn't get stuck in a tangerine bridesmaids dress... I think the following explains the origins of black holes... He glanced back at Rafik; a truly unhappy individual lay beneath the man's exterior. A man who, despite all the material things he had in his life, couldn't find a shred of peace. Not because he deserved it, but he ignored it completely when it was presented to him. He was a creature designed to work. In a loveless marriage set to have children he didn't particularly want. He hid behind material wealth with the urge to escape but steadfastly refusing to run.

It just doesn't add up in some ways...what was to stop him from looking for another and for god's sake, f'ing talk to Andrew...

Where in the heck is Oliver?????

Also...where are the fingerprints?

Bingo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A fate worse than death it would seem, stuck forever in one place... Maureen sighed. "Life happened, my lord. We have all lived for far too long. If life is full of woes and sacrifice for the average human, how much misery do you think it feels for us?"

My goodness, my former boss described to a 'T'... “Louis. How lovely to see you, dear boy. How are things in darkest Shropshire?” Miles was overweight with an alarmingly florid complexion. He had a gallery in the West Country, along with a certain reputation for cutting corners and penny-pinching on fees. I wasn’t interested, As much as she was detested, I would have rather seen Auntie suffer the shame of public disparagement...This has to be connected to the Nimrud Panther....

A very nice Christmas surprise indeed...