” The two men indicated backed their horses out of line and headed for the far side of the house.A short time later, the Dragoon Corporal carried a ...badly injured and cold Cecilia back toward the front of the house. She wept in his arms. As they approached the group of men there, she could see Gabe being supported by one of them. It was then that she realized that he was injured also. Her tears increased.“My Master, I’m sooo sorry,” she wailed, when close enough. “You should not have come to. (Her view) I ran my fingers through my hair and bite my lip as I slid off the counter and proceeded to put the mug in the sink. I hear a loud bang that makes me jump. Anxiously, I run to the front window to see who it is. Micheal. It was our family friend from a while back. My parents must have forgotten that I had decided to stay home this week. He approached the door and unlocked it with the spare key. I was standing directly in the middle of the entryway, only to look down and realize the. Toussaint L’Overture. My ancestor was one of his colonels. Yes, I speak Creole as my native tongue, but you would never know it, would you? My father came over on one of those Haitian refugee boats, if you want to call it a boat. That’s a bit of a stretch. A glorified life raft, but somehow, the Loas kept him safe. I’ll believe that to my dying day,” Tamara told me with obvious pride in that fact, too.“Wow ... that is a pretty wild situation! I’m glad that he made it. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be. "How's it looking, She?" Charlotte asked."It's looking good. We've got a few more hours of shooting to do, and then it's all editing, polishing, and finishing. We can do the rest of the sex today, and all the dialogs and such tomorrow." You look concerned." Well, I'm looking at spending the whole weekend editing this thing down. No sleep, no distractions. I should have it done by Sunday morning." It shouldn't be that bad," Charlotte said. "It goes pretty fast on the computers. It's mostly just.