” I was rather surprised and both aroused by his brutal honesty about his relationship with his girlfriend. “Yeah, she was being a total cunt. I f...elt like just fucking her anyway, but she made a big deal about it, and so I told her to get her ass in the car so I could take her home. We started fighting, and before I knew it, I’d driven through your fucking flowers and yard, and was burning out your driveway to take the bitch home. So why do you ask?” I explained to him that I had yet to give. He meditated upon her command, trying to fathom the meaning of the quest. His eyes fell upon a map of the known world, and his eyes immediately focused not on the corrupt and evil realm of Iceholme, but rather the Empire. Particularly the Western Duchy of the Empire. Rumor and legend had it that the duchy was ruled in part by an immortal necromancer. The darker arts were not illegal to practice in the world, but it was odd that such a creature, if one such existed, would be granted leave to. Bob stopped and said, “You really made Marguerite happy by entering her in that competition.”“It’s her passion. She has a right to pursue it,” replied Ed. A look of disappointment crossed Bob’s face at the idea that Ed had done it for reasons that had nothing to do with Marguerite herself. Ed winked and said, “Besides, it was great watching her work her kitchen magic on a crowd of people. She is the best.”Realizing this was how the two treated each other, Bob said, “Neither one of you can admit. This put my suspicious and cynical side right up on edge and I decided to do a little snooping around the house. I didn't discover much, but I did notice that Wanda was now hand-washing her underwear in the bathroom sink and not putting them in with the rest of the laundry as she had used to do. That bumped my 'affair' suspicion gland up another full notch or two.I tried to hold a serious talk with her Sunday morning but she was not at all in the mood to hear anything I had to say. I did get in.