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I'm a tad surprised that Deidre was so quick to turn Toby over to Brian, but then again it has been a theme throughout so far. I'm not sure if there are possible ramifications a bit further down the road with jasper...as noted previously, what if Jasper moves on...leaving Deidre single again...Then there's the loss of income to Deidre from Brian, he can't possibly be expected to support her...unless as a single mum she asks for Toby back... So true!!! Toby is where he needs to be and living close to Grandpa Drew has to do wonders for his curiosity about the natural world!!

As a child I have to wonder if Lord Abraxas had play dates and was ever asked to come back for another... I also have to believe who ever attacked Travis and Lip survived the encounter...

Here's a thought from way out in left field...what if Beckett is to become what that danged, worthless ball of fur poising as a cat, is supposed to be???

That damned feline needs to spend several of it's 9 lives in servitude to the Wisps....

Am I the only one seeing storm clouds on the horizon, it's been some time and our wounded robber/killer is still out there, I suspect he'll be looking for the ones that killed his brothers...News like that must have spread from town to town like wildfire.. Then there are those who gave Jubal the necktie party with a long rope...sounds to me that they may have been cowboys traveling with a herd, might they possibly come by way of Bearpaw??? We haven't come to the bottom of that mystery ..

Lyme disease is no joke, my father suffered and recovered. Living in the woods and as much time I spend hiking/mountain biking I have a high chance of encountering ticks. Once a year I get a script for Doxycyclin to keep handy. Taking as directed once I find a tick, I've managed to avoid Lyme disease. Researchers have found antibodies in of all things...deer. While they may carry lyme, they don't catch it. it is hoped that a vaccine will follow. Do what you need to do Gary, we can wait....freaking loved the lesson on framing windows for a log cabin... \

While I use the trope elsewhere, if certainly fits here...I sense that there are red herrings lurking in the paragraphs...

If you ain't the predator, then you are breakfast, lunch, or dinner...

Carlo is one lucky young man in regards to Mike's health... Mike did remain unconscious during the MRI, but woke soon after. Perhaps because Carlo hit both knees at once, neither got too much damage. Mike would heal on his own, no surgery required. Only a night or two in the hospital would be required. Mike will have a lot of explaining to do to Mr. Armstrong once he gets home from his business trip on Friday. Needless to say, his explanations weren't quite truthful.

I get the feeling they won't be tossing rose petals in his path....

One has to wonder just how long Jasper is in the picture

I had to use the web to find out a bit about Freida Kahlo...and I learned something new today... Frieda Kahlo - Search (bing.com) It is a good thing this story isn't taking place in the Deep South of the USA, Deirdre would most likely organize the following, when the news came out about a homosexual relationship and skinny dipping: a book burning, flaming crosses on the lawns of suspected gays, a stoning in the public square, banning anything with a rainbow print, an assault on subjective pronouns, midnight torch rallies, and a crucifixion or three....Oh, lest I forget, returning the civil war statues of traitorous confederate generals to their proper place in the town square. BTW...loved the visits with the grands...

The solicitor was spot on when she told Brian to keep a log of 'incidents' with Deidre and it may come to pass that Miss Wilson may also have some info to add. I can't fathom WTF Deidre was thinking when she shoved Toby out of the house other than if she took any more time in giving him boot out, was that she was rushed for time and might miss her, ferry, plane, bus, train, or was it a frigging broom.... Love Toby's enthusiasm with the plants. Being of a certain age and a few years north of retirement, I have a Christmas Catus given to me by my 4th grade teacher just after the civil war...That plant has followed me for the better part of my life...I think it is going to end up in my will!!! Toby seriously should think of a pollinators garden to go along with the bees...I get a distinct feeling he will really get along with Gordon's parents!!!

So glad to see the boys are finally adopted...I have to say it was a bit concerning that it took a bit longer with Pierre, and that Pat is truly feeling comfortable!!

Or filet his sole

Are you saying you're floundering??? \

Can't add much to the comments above, I have to wonder if the turn around in the Duke's outlook and rapprochement towards Lord Brentwood, was because of the growing closeness with King George. Caroline is acting irrationally which leads me to conjecture/speculate may not be in the full control of her faculties... We know that Winston Churchill's father contracted syphilis from dalliances' he should have best avoided. Rendering him insane for the last part of his life. Some speculate that the assignation with the 'fallen' woman was actually a set up by his political opponents/enemies...But I digress...is it possible she inserted a dirty tool in seeking and using a carnal assignation??? How soon before she shows up to create and raise a stink/scene??? Gatling, not one of my favorite people unless he's a favorite to despise. Calvert should have known better, yet we weren't in his shoes either...all the more reason to dislike Gatling... I can't help feel that there was more to St Vincent's visit. I'm very glad the enmity between the two warriors is settled... And what can be said about Winkler, without him George's world be in trouble. He is the most indispensable character in this story... So Lord Arbor, you've left us a wait and see hanger on many, multiple fronts!!!

A rose by any other name...this certainly explains who is running Congress.... “The complex rules governing demonic etiquette and warfare. You see, demons live for tens of thousands, sometimes hundreds of thousands of years. And in that time, they grow bored. So they throw lavish parties, build grand castles, and war with each other to pass the time. Being demons, they delight in mayhem and carnage. The Game of Souls was created to maintain order and stability. But, as with everything, loopholes to these rules were found and exploited, leading to backstabbing, wars by proxy, and so much politicking.”

not really, he failed as a father and as an Alpha...

Loved this chapter and I personally know so many of these self-deluded bigots...they tend to avoid me now as I point out of one's voice volume does not equate to a superior intellect... when I calmly refute their opinions they believe are factual, you can see the steam coming from their ears...One of my best friends, and I love him despite his inability to think critically, thought he could toss verses from the bible to me when I asked him if he was familiar with the parable where Jesus met the woman at the well, he didn't and truly got upset with me when I explained that Jesus originated 'woke'...

Poisoned...the clue is right there...he smells of coconuts...what else do you need for proof...the bottle of 151 dark rum????

All right all you haters and one scruffy little @weinerdog...here goes... The best part of this chapter...is not getting the coconut shrimp... I like just about everything on their menu except the coconut shrimp. Get a variety if you want. Leftovers are always good.” Ya think???? Pups and others did die...remember the mineshaft they couldn't get down to determine how many bodies were down there??? Caleb stared at the floor for a moment before speaking. “I betrayed my pack. I chose to betray them deliberately, and in the process, I nearly got a lot of people, including kids, killed.” My heart aches for what they did to Vann but what is said about pride going before the fall, as an Alpha he could have struck back from the inside knowing who the key players were/are, the pack would have followed him thru the gates of hell.... “After they kidnapped Vann, they waited several weeks before contacting me. They knew I'd be desperate by the time they reached out and would do anything to ensure Vann’s safety. They hit where they knew it would hurt the most. They made me listen to them torturing my son. For as long as I live, I will never be able to get the sound of his screams out of my head. It nearly killed me.” The anguish that rolled off Caleb was nearly palpable, and Asa wanted to comfort him but knew he would be rebuffed. It took a minute before Caleb could compose himself enough to continue. “They coerced me further and convinced me it was in Vann’s best interest to cooperate. To drive the point home, they sent a hunter into my territory as a message. Alberts knew he had me—hook, line, and sinker “I don’t deserve anyone’s forgiveness. I selfishly chose not to tell my Beta what was going on. I thought I could handle it on my own. This is a tough one to swallow and simply reinforces my dislike of Caleb, ain't nuthin sweet bout coconuts....UGGG!!! Just when there was a distinct, however small, miniscule, remote, not a frigging chance in the hells of Dante Inferno, I may have been warming towards Caleb, but to smell so gawd awful.... They were instantly shrouded in bright light. New leather and sweet coconut—his brain finally placed the scent that eluded him earlier. That’s what Caleb smelled like.

Let's not forget we have a ripper of a storm/hurricane coming, the change in barometric pressure alone is enough to bring the crazies out... Reminiscent of one of the greatest black and white movies of all time with the way the tension builds slowly

Have to agree with the TGIF restaurant comments, went to a local Olive Garden and was hugely disappointed... Hey,,,it could be a happy ending for everyone if Marty finds a prison boyfriend...