“It’s very beautiful.”“Let me show you your new room,” Mrs. Olson said as she brought her up to the front door.The large double doors opened... up into a foyer. In the middle of the room was a large staircase going up to the next floor. There was a white chandelier lighting up the room. Stephanie looked around, marveling at the room as she was led up the staircase. They took a right at the top of the flight and down a hall. Her mother opened up a door and entered Stephanie’s new room. The walls. We’d been around each other some over the time since the marriages, but not that much. I figured the formalism would die out at some point.Tacos. Everybody loves tacos, fattening but the best for my money. Abigail made them herself. She refused help from everyone; it was her deal today, and that was that. She did make the case that she would accept help for the after meal clean up. The girls grimaced, but laughed their willingness to do the dirty work, and yes, Lana volunteered as well.The. Of course her friends had warned her this might happen. It could go one of two ways, Monique would either love them and help Sharon mother them through their youngest years, they say a girl always has those maternal instincts but tellingly Monique was never really one to play with dolls. Or it could go the way it had. Monique was too old now to be happy about suddenly having a younger brother and sister on the scene. It was clear these little squirts would cramp her style and make it difficult. On arriving at the town gate, they passed through past the frozen stareing guards with their gaping mouths, and trod up the street to the market. The hubub of noise gradualy gave way to silence as more and more people noticed, and turned to see, and saw. Soon the entire marketplace was quiet, and every head was presenting a shocked disbelieving stare and slack jawed awe. It made Hardcase a little nervous.Suddenly a man's voice shouted "Blasphemy!" and the twang of a bowstring split the silence..