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An incredible amount of talent here!

Ah...the sweetness of young love!!!

I wonder if Asher and Axel will connect???

Thank you for sharing this with us, I look forward to what's next!!!

I wonder if the guys realize or have any inkling that they are bromancing....

And when does he have time for studying?? Talk about busy!!

Will Shawn's cover finally be 'blown'??? And what's going on with Professor Stick Up His Ass??? Is this a 'true' emergency?

I want my own Percy, handy tool included....yowzer!!! Santa, if you are listening.....

I am freaking curious to knowwhat Seb and Robert are looking for...all that effort to get to the mine, and for what???

Finally, a responsible driver...first a motorcycle and then a car, I understand the motorcycle was left to him, where did the car come from???

And another thing, this story is not good for my diet!! Loved this chapter!!

Have you actual resturant experience? The realism is fantastic!!

Yes indeed... The GIF twigged a memory from yearsback...

I hope reese is smart enough to realize what he's just done when he wakes and kicks the pills to the curb...

Good news, there were no pills to be had, bad news...the wine...If this is going to work, they will need a sous chef quickly!

Can Reese get through to Dexter? It would seem that Dexter has multiple triggers...

It would seem the bottom isn't too far off...In Dexter's case, detox is urgently needed...

Late to the party, looks to be very interesting!! I have/had a friend much like Dexter, the world by the balls, but being drunk at 8:30 in the morning destroys careers as well as friendships...

Here's hoping love finds Sakis...

An interesting beginning, and considering the following, I sense trouble/conflict ahead... The truth is, no matter what, Espers and Guides can never be equals. There will always be a power imbalance because while Espers need Guides, Guides don’t need Espers…”

Louis and Thomas Englert have met, and Louis may correctly suspect he's been in the house before. Having learned the sum total of what Louis knows, what is Thomas's next move??? I was hoping we get to know PJ's full name, perhaps there's another story there!! Note: A word about names. Detective Sergeant Joss Burgess is called ‘Joss’ by his friends, but his boyfriend calls him ‘JB’. His boyfriend is uniformly known as ‘PJ’, and we never find out PJ’s full name.

I get the feeling the immediate aftermath of the fire is still to be dealt with. Thinking of Chris Steel, along with the rest of the slaves who survived. It sounds like, from what Mistress Carolyn noted, that there was insurance on the farmhouse, more importantly, that the repair to the gas stove was faulty, and there may be some financial compensation due to negligence, along with shoddy workmanship. I can't recall...what of Sarah's husband? And Miss Brittany needs to marry as well as Alice... as not so cleverly noted by Mistress Carolyn's comment about a future mother-in-law......and how is her health? Tom has truly been put through the wringer to life's washing machine...and Frank drinking whiskey... I'd like to see more about how Sarah, Brittany, and Alice truly feel about each other. It seems Alice's independent income may be a source of jealousy... And Frank...Miss Parker would love a crack at his child-making organ...could that be a possible spot of tension with him??? Loved this chapter, so many unresolved issues yet to be dealt with, along with those festering in the background...

Raise your hands if you ever been there... Meanwhile, Ryan looked at us like someone had replaced his internal organs with an emotional jenga tower. One wrong move, and the whole thing would collapse. But the second I caught him looking, he’d snap back into that fake indifferent mask — the one that said, I don’t care, while his eyes whispered, I absolutely care but will die before I admit it. So, yeah. My life had turned into an overproduced love triangle, minus the satisfying resolution and plus an alarming amount of cafeteria pizza. Truer words never spoken.... “That doesn’t change the fact that you’re a fucking idiot,” Sloane declared, tossing a throw pillow at me. “Boys, I swear. It’s amazing we haven’t died off from the sheer stupidity of the so-called ‘protectors of the species.’ You can’t handle women, and apparently, you can’t even handle each other.” “We’re not built for emotional growth,” I said, deadpan. “We grunt and hit things until it’s fixed.”

Another story for the reading list!!! Thanks!!!

Perhaps the Director needs a lesson in humility...pronto!