”Ed was struggling to keep from laughing out loud.Sintar’s face was screwed up again. “We have not heard of such races. Perhaps that is because ...your ancestors have destroyed them?”Now I had to suppress a chuckle, “That is correct. Our weaponry is so far advanced that other war-like races would stand no chance. Now, can we talk about this planet and this island?”Linda was cackling, “Spinner Bear, Sintar was just told to do WHATEVER is necessary to please you so they don’t piss us off!”Now I was. The only things on your mind should be”—he counted off on his fingers—”learning how to hunt, how to avoid the sun, how to keep your head low, and how to maintain the Masquerade.”“Well they’re not. I’m concerned about my son.” She turned to face him as well, and she glared at him. It was her Mom glare. A powerful glare, but Jack had gotten used to facing it down, after his dad died.“You know about the curse.”“That doesn’t mean you’re not my son anymore.”“Mom, come on, I need you to stop jumping. Wow, Iremember when Miley wore these shoes, she always looked so girly.I turn and see the clock. I better hurry don't want to be late on mysecond day of work. I grab my keys, I realize that this miniskirtdoesn't have any pockets. I open my closet to find something to put mykeys in. I see a whole bunch of dresses hanging up in my closet, nopants at all. Guess I'll have to use one of these purses to put my keysand stuff in.I see a purse that is the same color as this miniskirt, so I take it. . him."I'm sure we can get you fixed up, mornings are usually crazy but the hour before dusk is usually pretty quiet, why don't you come back by one evening next week and we should be able to set you up, you rowed singles yes?" Anthony asked as he moved back into the hut."Yep, singles was my thing, I appreciate the help, I'll swing back round one evening next week, have a great day Anthony," Michael said as he turned, restarting his run along the canal.The other thing that happened was a name.