These magics are malicious and spread fastonce they take hold. I doubt anyone could have helped her in time,unless they already had the cure prepared... beforehand." Then he staredat me for a moment. "This is not your fault. There is nothing youcould have done." Oh," I responded, grateful for his reassurance but still not feelingany better."I see, Carolynn," the man told me gently, "that you have inherited yourmother's power."I blinked in surprise. "I'm not Carolynn." What?" he gasped,. He quietly moved up the stairs and noticed some light flickering through his 18yr old son, Marack’s partially open bedroom door. He gently pushed it open and found him asleep and that one of his artsy styled lights was on over in the corner. When he moved inside the room he noticed that Marack was laying out from under the cover and started to pull it back over him when he saw in the dim light that he was sleeping in a tiny pair of boxers. So, small that a lot of his ass cheeks were showing.Ass. .. sure ... yeah, I’m gonna be worried as fuck at times, but this is a big move for you. And I’ll be a housewife. We could use the money, especially with a baby. And this will certainly impress my parents more than your current position.“It will also make it easier to push for Damien to take my job. And I honestly think that he should. He’s better suited to it than you. No offense,” Angelica agreed, fighting back tears from her fear of harm coming to her man in favor of her pride in his. She couldn’t just stand by while a giant ground his bones. She had a kitchen knife in her hand, something that approximated a toothpick when compared to Mortimer’s bulk.But ... she heard Mortimer wailing about what she thought was his baby being raised fatherless. It tugged at her heart strings. Once a mother always a mother, you know, even when giants are involved.“We most certainly do not!” said Elizabeth from the darkness, agreeing with her son.She was emboldened when Mortimer flinched at.