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Liydia....She makes me wonder, and...rewrite history, and religious tomes containing thousands of years of accepted scripture...But I remain steadfast in thinking, how in the heck did everyone miss this little nugget??? Who knew Satan had a wife who walks this mortal coil.... Is Oliver's mechanical issue just the Delorian's doors, if not...heaven help him when Lydia grabs hold of the offending member... Finn's assessment that to do the restoration correctly means spending 75K...I wager he'll need a 30% contingency fund... Having just finished the restoration of a pre-war California car, my wallet bears scars.

Ain't that true... And not soon enough....

Oh...dang!!!!

Can someone, perhaps the author, be so kind as to give us the title of the painting with the shepard boy...just asking for a friend.... What a great chapter!!!

And how did he get so close without raising alarms??? I, for one, don't wish for the queen to be rehabilitated...

Not to mention, the announcers will often discuss the penetration of the defensive line as they try to reach the quarterback...

I have to wonder if Blaise is somehow, in some way, behind Dante staying 'home' while Mistress Alice is off for TV land... Frank's level of possessiveness is ratcheting up to a whole new level... And no mistake about it, Sawyer is way in over his head... Blaise is truly creeping me out... He certainly didn't have a problem with the fact that Blaise had ignored him most of the time, but definitely with the way Blaise had flirted with Dante. It had seemed so wrong, so twisted, even more so since Dante seemed to shrink under the attention and looked downright overwhelmed. I know time seems to be slipping slowly here, but for the love of whatever gods inhabit this strange world, Dante needs to have that conversation Mistress Carolyn asked him to have with those involved.... Will Blaise be the catalyst that blows everything up???

Loved this and well done, I hope we can peek into these two lives down the road!!!

This looks to be a great read!!

Congrats on twenty years and 500 blogs, quite the accomplishment to say the least...well done...

I worked with folks like that…soul, sucking dementors…not that Will is… I swear he's the smartest yet dumbest guy I know.

Hummm…poor Will…always the last one to know…

Yes…what fully precipitated this rash behavior and not a moment to call Andrew?

It looks to be an interesting read, gonna dive in and see what happens!!

Kids say/do the darnedest things!…

Damned if you do and damned if you don’t. How many chapters?

Groan…..

I feel that Hunter’s father is coming very close to damaging his son. Never in a million years should he ever be involved… Hunter needs to stop procrastinating in his relationship with Yelson, he needs to shit and get of the pot… what are the chances Miguel is also ‘working’ for his father…Something does not ring true with Carlos either… Lastly…Hunter, listen to Rory…

Dante should exercise patience, four to six weeks is enough time for things to change… And for the love of god, Dante has to have that conversation with Alice, per Mistress Carolyn’s wishes….not too mention Frank’s situation… Blaise is creeping me out as well…

One of your best yet Chris, very enjoyable and thanks for sharing!!

They say oil and water don't mix, that volatile chemicals should always be handled with the utmost caution... What do you do when it seems that no one follows the rules???

I think that this was one of your best chapters yet...I don't see Finn as broken, just temporarily lost. The raw emotion when he describes his childhood experiences through 6 foster homes was wrenching...the lock on the fridge... And Walter, god bless his soul, and the hidden, unseen depths of his compassion, the perfect counterpoint to Lids angst.. It's the words we sometimes need to hear, in the manner that reaches one best... that makes the most sense... “I’m broken, Walter,” he choked out, the confession torn from the deepest, most ashamed part of him. “I’m mean and I’m scared and I don’t know how to be anything else. I only know how to break things and run. I’m a fucking factory defect.” “You ain’t broken,” Walter said, his voice leaving no room for argument. The hand on Finn’s knee tightened. “You’re just badly tuned. You’ve been runnin’ on the wrong fuel for too damn long. Fear. Anger. Survival. It burns hot, it’ll get you moving in a crisis, but it gums up the works. Carbon-fouls the valves. Ruins a good engine from the inside out.” He sighed, a world-weary sound that seemed to carry the weight of all his own quiet years. “That boy… Garrett. He made a choice. He’s tryin’ a different grade of fuel. He chose the quiet road. After the noise he’s been livin’ with, can you blame him?” 10 kids and a dog named K-9. I can only imagine what they might call a cat.... This next one sounds like it will be fun... "I'm the town comptroller now," Oliver said. It sounded like a confession. "I make six figures. I have to manage the town’s decline, and my brother squandering the town’s budget. I have a 401k." "That sounds nice," Tabby said politely. "It’s awful," Oliver said. The words fell out of him like stones. "It’s... grey. Everything is grey. I look at spreadsheets all day and I help rich people stay rich and I feel like I’m slowly turning into drywall."

There's a price to pay for everything...

Wow...might she be the sister of Cruella DeVille????

Jeep...Just empty every pocket...