They were speaking quite jovially with someone who he could not see. His mother smiled at him as he entered."My son, it is good of you to join us this... morning. We have a rather special guest."Toril bowed to his parents. He approached the chair that held the guest... a shrouded figure with red eyes. Alabaster hands reached up to pull back the hood... "TORIL"Toril blinked awake. Clara leaned over him, a concerned look on her face."I dreamt I was at my home." Come, it is time for the morning. ” He handed her back the empty glass.“I understand. Now I’ve got a bag of squash for you to take home to your mother. It’s by your bike and here, this is for you. You don’t have to tell them about it. You earned it.”“But, but, you shouldn’t,” Rigby started and the old lady smiled and headed for her back door. It was a two-dollar bill, and he put it in his pocket..----.When Rigby paid the Star distributor on the first of October, he asked, “What happened to the girl?” There was now a. We went back to talking about school for a while and I began to calm down a bit when a woman that I didn't know came over to Maria."How is your date?" The woman asked."Good," Maria said smiling"Just a heads up you might want to take her to the PER. I hear Toni is back there with Jen." The woman said."Really?" Maria said loudly. She paused, "wow good for her." What is the PER?" I asked."I don't think you're ready for that sweetie." Maria said squeezing my hand tightly."Why?" I said a little put. 'Too dark!' She muttered, mostly to herself, as she drove her hand into her spinning box yet deeper, to find something newer and brighter ... or at least something different."Yes indeed." The Matron Veránda muttered in concurrence. "The weaving has been much too dark, as of late, and my next panel could do with a bit of brightness." Quite so!" The Crone Skúlda rasped with annoyance. There has been nothing, of late, but doom and gloom woven on your loom. Perhaps it's time for you to take a rest,.