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I think they will be sucessful in mating... The four of them stood up, and Nos held a hand out towards Cal, a tentative smile on his face. Cal made a show of being indecisive, holding his chin with a tilt of his head for a long moment, before finally reaching over to thread their hands. His antics made Savvie snicker. She leaned over to whisper in Nos's ear. "At the bottom of patience one finds heaven."

I have read this and encourage everyone to read this fine story!

I would like to think Brent learned a lesson, but I doubt it. He won't let this pass, and once he is done licking his wounds, he'll be back for another beatdown... I would have quietly reported Andy's exchange with the "huge" donor; his security should have caught that exchange, but in all fairness, it was a large room...Perhaps he should let his security team know, so that some other young kid doesn't become either prey or a victim...Loved this chapter!

Matt may have silenced Casey for the moment, but I still don't think he is done with Levi, and glad to see Jimmy and Dan are letting the past transgressions go and are back to being good friends again...Brooke may need a different kind of napkin tho... Well, I now know what a Yowie, drop bear, and a Hills Hoist are. I could use a Hills Hoist for my yard and let the good lord dry my clothes! Another quiet and calm chapter, and I am suspecting another bump in the road...

The end of this chapter notes decisions made by 'free will'....will this be the key that unlocks the endless cycle? Or is it continuing the cycle?? “Stay here,” Marco said. “Absolutely not.” Christopher continued up the path. “If I died tomorrow, what would you do?” Marco already knows what the historical answer would be. He would search. Christopher waited. “What would you do?” Marco finally said, “I would grieve you.” Christopher pressed, “And then?” Marco looked towards the sea. “I would go on.” Standing above the storm, with the sea closing around the Tor from every side, Christopher understood that certainty was no longer possible. Perhaps it had never been. He did not know what waited above them. He did not know whether Vale was right. He did not know whether the choice they had discussed could change anything. But he was tired of waiting for knowledge before deciding how to live. Every step that had brought Christopher to the summit had been taken by his own choosing. From the prologue... Maelor's knuckles whitened around his staff. "You speak boldly for a condemned man." The centurion gave a humourless smile. "If I am condemned already, why should I fear boldness?" Celyn turned towards him despite the cords binding his wrists. Their eyes held one another with desperate intensity, as though the chamber and all within it had vanished.It was the look of men who had already chosen each other over the world.

I still think, despite all of this chuntering, that there is some sort of bump in the road coming. That and it looks like a busy travel schedule coming up for Alex...

Passive aggressive much????

Not sure what to say here...Vicky is going to mount a legal challenge against the school board; Dickoless is beyond the pale, ignoring texts from Richard. Is it possible he's that deep in the closet??? And FFS Richard, grow a pair, rub one out occasionally, actually twice a day might be needed....Not sure how much more of this cluelessness I can take; how can he function fine nearly all the time yet remain so obtuse...

Based on the condition of Gram's house, I'm suspecting that Barnswallow might be in the same condition, a fine working farm. After all the money to build such a fine house in town had to come from somewhere...and we know from her letters that she kept the place up.

I also had the strong suspicion that both ladies are friends of Dorothy, and although the phrase won't become known for decades, it certainly applies here...

As well-written and masterful a suspense story that will keep you glued to the screen; if it were a printed book, we'd call it a page turner. Not gonna give anything away other than to say...read this!!!!

Hey @weinerdog...I'm in last place on Page 2....

Glad I wasn’t the only one who noticed this….if this was Massachusetts we’d call him a Masshole…..a million worthless bonus points to the first one to come up with a equivalent…for starters… You can take the man out of Massachusetts but ya cain’t the masshole out of him… Loved this chapter….

This story was exceptionally well done from beginning to end…leaving all sorts of interesting possibilities….thanks for this. Loved the pacing, the twist and turns!

But would a true love ever allow this? Marco held his gaze, "Every time I found you, I believed I had undone the last farewell. Every time I lost you, I promised myself I would find you again. I never once learned how to live after you."

That they know so little of the world outside their territories is interesting

When is the next full moon, 28 days or so...take the time to train rather than rush right into facing the A-hole...

Lord, don't I know it. Last week, coming off I-495 for a dental appointment, I pulled onto a dual-lane road in either direction. Mind you, I was in the right lane when the car beside me in the left lane decided there was enough space (wrong), and made the move to my lane. My reaction was to turn the wheel to the right and hit the brakes, where my right front tire ate a granite curbstone... Did the idiot stop...nope...but the tire was easier to take considering all the crap that went into an accident report, not counting missing the car...but as luck would have it, the traffic was backed up because of an accident, one of the cops directing traffic, pulled the masshole over and they are paying for a new tire and rim, just shy of $800....my damaged underpants, not so much...

Thanks, this story has all sorts of directions it could go in, I wonder how different our worlds of today would be, and the years just before and after the Civil War... Shhhsh...it's a secret bit there may be one, if not two, follow-ups for the anthology....

Can't add muct to what the commentators have said other than...

For those not familiar with the great Commonwealth of Massachusetts, we mentioned how one half of the state, the eastern half, is all sunshine, puppy dogs, unicorns, and rainbows... The other half could also be described as Appalachia north...Centrally located along the Interstate 91 corridor...There's a word that describes some of the folks, Massholes....It is a term generally reserved for idiotic drivers, and we are chock full of them...that's my story, and I'm sticking to it, make your own inference here folks.... And, I'm loving this story...you've been missed on these pages....

Once again, everyone but Richard is out of control, while his unrequited love interest is truly getting tiresome; no living person can be that obtuse. I think as @Summerabbacat noted, it may be time for Vicky to have a "talk" with Dickoless....Yes Richard...you are an idiot, a harmless one but still.... Was it Dickoless that let it slip to the boy(s) in the car who were yelling 'Faggot"????? Once again, Harriet and I are banished from the library. We sit on a bench outside. “I still want Nicholas,” I say. “I want him to be my boyfriend.” Harriet frowns. “Right.” I pause, then say, “You must think I’m an idiot.” “A little bit,” she says, “but you’re less of an idiot than the majority. And as inconvenient as it is to be evicted from the library, I must admit that you’ve made lunchtimes a lot more interesting.”

As to tanning, I rarely burn, and at my station in life, I tend to be a bit more cautious when out in the sun. However, I do tan, a farmer's tan that is....I've noticed folks putting on sunglasses when at the beach; I guess the pasty, pale bits of me are very reflective... Fortunately, there is much less of me than last year; the diet is working. No longer are well-meaning folks trying to put me back in the water....Sheesh... Four weeks left to come up with a story or two for the anthology...

This is your best work yet..the suspense and pacing is/was simply masterful….