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WOW! The built up made by the previous chapters and the collision that it produced in this chapter with all the hope negotiated by the last phrase … wow again for your descriptions of what transpired and what avenues remains. I cannot wait for the next developments it will generates. Thank you .

Nice picture, we can see the mountains at the horizon, the pavillon reflected by the pool in front of it. Even the big trees are manicured, so they don’t obstruct this magnificent view.

From my own feelings, I think all that is the prelude behind something happening outside of Miguel’s knowledge. Something will happen and it will be very fast and very bad for Hunter and Miguel. Their tranquility will not last and a gang has already planned to take them both hostage and extort some money from either Miguel’s father or from Hunter’s father. Maybe Hunter’s father work was discovered ….someone gave the info about Hunter’s father in exchange for favours or money … all I hope is that Hunter’s security were following and are around the place to act and save Hunter and Miguel. That would be quite a reversal to this story. All of that seems improbable, Miguel’s told someone of his planned weekend with Hunter? Maybe? Someone around Hunter’s security detail may have sold the info about Hunter’s or about his father.

« paraphernalia » a word I have heard even in French, referring to all the equipments of a drug user. Now I discovered other meanings. Every day my English is getting richer. Thanks to the authors that write such good stories like this one. Otherwise, do you think, like me, that Tom may be sick?

This story is like a giant roller coaster with dark tunnels and splash of sun and water gun fights of words and phrases, put a little salt and plenty of pepper plenty of laughs until you cry your way out of it. Does this characterization cover a little bit of a very nice story. Or Skiis on, opening the fridge’s doors and falling in the basement. I like this story a lot. Does it shows a little … Thank you Little Buddha TW’s Camerio

"Now that right there was ’bout the sweetest thang I ever did read in all my born days." Casual Well, thank you very much, kind Sir.

WOW! Double WOW! What an intense chapter, I am at a lost for words that would convey, even in French, what I feel. Thank you for one thing that I appreciated, is not being left with a cliffhanger. I know, that is not an appropriate appreciation for the writings of all the chapters before including this one. I am not familiar with the southern accents and their way of characterizing everything like the best sermons or speeches, and also with such infallible logic, but may I say that the way the writer is describing it with all those flourish says a lot about their spirit and meanings. Well here I said it and I hope it conveys my admiration for CasualWandere82 writings in this story. I will have to look and read other stories from him. Maybe the other stories are not happening in the south like this one? Thank you again and even if I now know that this one is coming soon to its end, I will be able to appreciate the fact that there is more to read from this author.

I have to admit when I first started to read this story, I was not prepared at all for what it revealed, I must have missed a chapter and here I am, completely turned upside down by what is happening in this chapter. The humanity and the absolute generosity of the characters…. I do not know if I am conveying my feelings right, but that it what I am feeling like right now after reading this part. I am amazed by the author’s « habilité » to make me feel what I am feeling right now after reading this chapter. I guess, I am going to go back and read again from the beginning. Hope that the word « habilité » is right in English to mean what it means in French. Thank you author and hope you take my comments as a compliment.

This very very good chapter sounds like a conclusion, a reset to the beginning where Henry refuses the watch. I may be wrong, maybe the reset won’t go that far, maybe it will go where Henry and Stoker are in love and the door that they choose will be 2010. I do not wish for the end of this story, but things got very complicated as it was happening….. Let’s wait and see what is coming….

I should add : It is not the word itself, it is the place it is put in the conversation.

John nodded. “Goodbye. That’s something we’llexplore together. Texture, layering, restraint. Ok we will see you next Saturday." And with that Erik headed home. To me the word Goodbye felt a bit drastic and rushed. It would have felt better this way : John nodded. « Yes, your are right. That’s something we'll explore together. Texture, layering, restraint. Ok Eric, goodbye and we will see you next Saturday." And with that Erik headed home. Do you see the difference, it went from a question from Eric to goodbye. It feels like he is rushed to leave, it is so sudden and without feeling. I hope you understand what I am talking about. My first language is French, so I maybe wrong.

Hum…. This story is getting pretty interesting with every chapter…. Wow, I can’t wait for the next one, I am like on the edge of my seat. Thank you Josh and good work.

Hi and thank you, I was worry about you. I am certain it took a while to write this chapter, the details are so real, that I felt I was standing right there. You wrote a much more complete description of what happened then what I was trying to imagined while I waited for this chapter to be released. Thank you and I look forward to reading the next one.

Is Kareem with Jim as assistant chauffeur?

Even if I know this is Reginald’s house, the phrase is written with the subject being Jim, so I think the name of who told Jim what they needed should appear … sorry but I thought so, but maybe I am wrong …