‘How many times Nicholas? How many opportunities did you lose to end her line? End her arrogance? End my own pain at her very existence? Was it six ...or seven? Your failures mount up so quickly that it is hard for me to keep count. Why have I been cursed for almost three centuries with such a loathsome acolyte as you? What deity must I suckle and subjugate myself to that I may finally be rid of you?’ Sirrush shuffled closer to Nicholas’ prone form. He could feel the earth tremble with each. You might not know that Martha Masters, his mother was friends with the Bellebee. One of the oldest Bellebee, Moke-Die is particular fond of Martha Masters.”Sam knew very little about the Bellebee or what Martha Masters did before she came to Green Hell, but he was sure the Eternal Warrior did not mention that without a reason so he simply kept listening.Stahl took another sip and then continued.”The Bellebee never forget a thing and they are as good as a Computronic to analyze data, but add. Sitting in a group session one day she mentioned that she noticed he spent a lot of time watching people and would he want to talk about it; actually he didn't. Perhaps she should have been a better watcher; then she might not have ended up stuffed in several shelves in a closet on the night he left. Looking back on it he thought he could have done better, but then he had learned a lot since then.Now that he thought about it, he realized he had always been a watcher; he existed at the edge of. I hesitated, but Sunny and Grace, nearly in unison, smiled and said, "OK with us. How about you?". They looked directly at me."Sure ... umm ... I guess." Then it's settled," Sunny smiled and looked at me again. Did she just wink?With the awkwardness, at least for now, out of the way, we went back to talking and sitting around the campfire enjoying the warmth and learning a bit more about each other. The girls were all from different suburbs of Boston but were now roommates in a small apartment.