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Son of a bitch…..just knew something like this would happen, they knew who was in the truck and the authorities should be told, and if not arrested, made to understand they won’t get away with it. If I remember correctly there is still the well where the broken leg was healed. Perhaps it may be another portal. And for goodness sakes, place a couple of trail cameras there…. Just so unnecessary sad….

Thank you for sharing this and looking forward to more of your work!

Oh my goodness, bring on the next chapter! Wowzer was that hot!!!

Be very certain of the “statements “ you make in any direct confrontation, and as Mateo noted earlier when retrieving Gianluca, there exists the possibility of misbehavior by the church…this could easily go either way… There would be a reckoning, but it would be deliberate. He began to consider the form it might take. A public exchange, perhaps. A disputation framed not as punishment but as inquiry. Benedetto would be invited to stand by his words before magistrates and clergy alike. Let him explain what obedience meant in a city whose peace depended upon it. Let him define rebellion in the light of day.

I once had a like minded friend who was almost as gifted…sigh….

My caffeine fix

And a Gremlin? Ooops…wrong story

For the first time in a long time, Kent can see the future calling, giving him a chance to sort out what is ahead for him.

Good thing I set an alarm! That's the other thing my 40s have brought me, besides easy exhaustion, is the need to set reminders and alarms for things I used to easily keep track of. It's not just me, right? Don't I know it...wait till you are a few decades older! Just last week, I was working in my kitchen, waiting for my bread to rise, when I needed to go to the bathroom. I walked into the living room on my way, and got distracted, lost my train of thought, and went back into the kitchen, when I remembered I needed to go to the bathroom... I'm not sure what the other incident means, but...I was meeting friends for lunch, grabbed my keys and wallet, put my baseball cap on, and locked the doors. When I arrived at my friend's house, I took my hat off, only to realize I had put two caps on....sheesh....

Thank you for sharing this with us, it was truly a fantastic read!

There’s a hot time in the old forest tonight…looking forward to ch 3!

Hoping we see Ganymede orBacchus, now that would be a fun time! Loving the premise!

Not a problem at all, nope…nothing to see here folks… Isaiah was down on that planet, and Mickey was getting him back, he just needed to borrow the Battlecruiser a while, and then never return it. Couldn’t be that hard, right?

Think of the cost of keeping him in snacks….

Instead of outright confrontation, perhaps a form of killing with kindness… A chapel fresco. A library expansion. Something that reminds Florence what it builds when it is not tearing itself apart.” Matteo nodded. “It will be done.” Lorenzo leaned back, the chair creaking softly. “No further spectacles,” he said. “Control the temperature. Let the flame consume only what it must Hopefully there are no issues with the impending birth…

How they convince the doctor from the caravan is going to be one heck of a feat!

I wonder how long this switched connection will last, and the next hurdle to overcome will be…

This was an interesting and informative chapter. I thought the following spoke volumes.. “No. I think whatever it was, it was love. And it was beautiful. You said neither of you ever crossed the line. In a way, I think he was your soulmate. Losing him must have been hard for you—but you don’t have to punish yourself for loving him.”

Things are certainly heating up…

My, my, my… Sam is a gifted boy and Emory is right in wanting to take things slow…

Or only does the plot thicken, but the stew as well…and bread! Isn’t this quite the surprise…. I wonder what the villages will be like…

I found the following to be very perceptive,... I exhaled, running a hand through my blond hair, feeling the grit of salt still clinging from earlier. “I think I ran out of waves I hadn’t ridden,” I admitted. Bruce didn’t flinch, didn’t even blink. He leaned back, studying me with the kind of patience that made silence feel like part of the conversation. Then, slowly, he said, “Sometimes people spend so long chasing something, they don’t realize they were meant to find something else entirely.” And for some reason, I can't get the following song out of my head...

And now we know what everyone knows, about sexual partners and Rutger....

Are the Celtics using hockey sticks or golf clubs?? Fortunately, the Raiders always lose!!! Well, we have to be inside by 7. It’s 5 right now. Mrs. Williams is usually crowded from 6:30 to 7, which means we have to visit before 6:30, which leaves only an hour and a half to trick or treat-” “Mammam! Don’t math at me!” Rufus complained loudly. “If the train leaves at 5pm and travels north, what time will the Raiders beat the Celtics?” Jessica continued obliviously. “Trick question! The Raiders lost before they took the field!” “Judges?” Jessica turned to Sakis, who stared at the two in utter confusion. “Uh… correct?” the satyr guessed. “We have a winner!” For those of you who might enjoy the music mentioned!! The Ecstasy of Gold