Mothers family, like tens of thousands descendants, stepped off the Mayflower in 1620, my fathers family came over from horrible working conditions in 1915 in Sweden. As I further researched the family tree the best I can come up with is I am truly a Heinz 57 variety mongrel….
At the moment and in the last few chapters I tend to be in this camp, but understanding we don’t have everything we need to know. And as always, I’m just along for the…
You did well and this was just as exciting as any other plot line…no we know Miller likes it rough and while I would not be opposed to his ending, I love the idea of what the two snipers can use him to have some fun.
Why do I still feel this will be in a few days much about nothing, I pray that it isn’t and that is why I’m angry….to think Vane thought he could fuck over a lord of the realm….
I’m doubtful but hopefully things change…
Lucien is gaining strength from these feedings, will the Vespers know?
And how did they learn Lucien’s true name so many years ago, was it possible that Lucien’s maker gave it up?
And Eli, walk very carefully among the Vespers…
I think not offering to pay full price is a wise move. If it is accepted then we know his father has suffered some business setbacks.
Wanting to know how the plantation works is fine and he could get by with that knowledge. Understanding why it works is all the difference….the difference between status quo and thriving.
It would be my hope that Sam’s last journey from San Francisco brings a brother as well! We will wait patiently and see!
Azula has made himself and through has sister, a kingmaker….any harm brings the inevitable downfall of Lyria….
A masterpiece of planning and diplomatic planning!
And now to produce the actual evidence!
Olneth and Gesi are in for a rude awakening and hopefully don’t have poison pills in their mouths….and are forced to remain in their seats under guard….and then to their just desserts….
Brave when no one can see you, and hiding in the shadows…
Then he heard it—a voice, low and mean, drifting from the shadows near the fence.
“This ain’t over.”
Andy stopped cold. The bus door hissed open behind him, but he didn’t move.