"The throne on the left is yours. The throne in the middle is mine, and the throne on the right is your mother's." Gillian said."So where's mom?" I... asked."I... Don't know. She was here when I left a few months ago. Let us check the garden. She loves to spend time there." He said.We walked out of the throne room, and through some corridors. Once outside, my father yelled,"You! Servant! Where is my wife?" Out in the meadows, my lord." He replied nervously."Good. Return to your duty.". ...I couldn't put my finger on it. I placed it in my pocket and left for home. It wasn't until later that I remembered I had it. I had just gotton out of the shower and was going through my pocket for my lighter when I came across it again. I glanced at it for a few seconds before placing it around my neck to put it out the way and lit up my cigar. After drying off I went too my wardrobe looking for something to wear. As I was rooting through I suddenly came across my old soccer shirt I wore. He had been drinking and had been since his wife had died. I was told he stood there looking at her for several minutes before quickly reaching out and stripping off the towel. The details of the rape were never told to me but I was the result of the incestuous union.I guess most women would have screamed and called the police but that's not what happened. After I was born the story was that Mom had been intimate with some boy at school, a boy that had moved shortly after they supposedly had. I carpool with some other kids who come from my area. I guess I am lucky. Mom’s a good cook so I don’t have to eat this stuff every day,” he said, looking down at his lunch. He was forcing himself to have this conversation. His mind was reeling at the thought that this was happening to him. Were there more people besides Candice that he would discover in both worlds; now and the future?She laughed. “I know what you mean. A couple of the girls have smuggled in a hot plate and we make some simple.