He was at the hospital the whole time, Mel trying to calm him down. I was with Em through every minute of that wondrous day.Lady H lived to see her gr...andson's first steps and hear his first words, but it was as if having a male heir at last meant she could let go, and once she was certain he was healthy, bright and beautiful, she seemed to welcome the end. She died in her sleep in bed, which is all any of us can ask for. The happiness of her final days made losing her considerably easier to. I walked home with Sally and Waush Shaua.On the way, we met the six Clydesdale centaurs. There were three stallions and three mares. They were all within fifty pounds of each other. One of the stallions and the three mares were white. The other two stallions were black with blond hair. They were grading and rolling the road. Two were hitched to Johnson spreaders, two were hitched to rollers, and two were leveling the grade with shovels and rakes. It was a team effort. They had one and a half. I only stopped once to fuel up and get coffee and made it home by 5 am like I expected,only to find a pick up truck parked in my driveway.I pulled in right behind it and headed for the door,through the sidelight I could see most of the house was dark,except for the bathroom light in the hall. I quietly let myself in and headed for my bedroom noticing along the way a trail of clothes leading from the living room and down the hall,women and MENS clothes. Immediately I was pissed off and for a. I curtsied. "Hello, miss. I'm Tyballa. Pleased to meet you."She blinked three times."Uh – yeah. The dean wants to see you, I guess."Ms. Christensen took my arm."Come Tyballa. I'll show you the way."The dean's hall was down a passage and around a corner, and it seemed small for someone of her evident rank. A stout desk sat in the center with unbound papers scattered across its surface. Facing the desk were two ornate wooden chairs upholstered with luxurious red velvet. Against one wall were two.