"Girl, move to the city. There are women there dreaming of you, dreaming of you every night and day." Billie’s chest heaved as she recovered her air..., then opened another beer to pass it to Sally who took a long swig of the golden liquid, breathing in herself, glad for the fluids."You think so." I do. Atlanta is the place for you. You're a good waitress and smart. A woman like you would make a lot more money there. And when you want a date there's a place called Catalus's Dream where you can. " --- he finished closing the door.Lilly gathered herself from the ground.--- "That worked even better than I thought."--- "I understand English, you know." --- said the disabled man in a somber tone, his fists tightened.Lilly first did not understand why he sounded mad, but then realized he heard her call him a cripple.--- "You don't have to do anything." --- he said, releasing the tension in his fists --- "I won't tell them."Lilly looked at him, but he averted his eyes.--- "Sir. Will you keep. He frowned."Damn! Oh, please, not another night spent in the chair! I just do not believe that my arse can take another hour in this tree. Aw, fuck!" He shivered slightly as another gust of wind whipped about him. "There is something in the air; something that puts me of a mind to believe that the devil holds a candle to the wind this night. Aye, surely it is that. An ill-wind blows, Jacob. An ill-wind blows through to steal unrepentant souls. Bloody hell! Was the money worth the price of your. " He chuckled. "Oh, I had to rescue a damsel in distress at the pub on Friday evening." Ooh my hero! Was she pretty?" Very." Ah! Ulterior motives." No actually. I'd only seen the back of her head. She is pretty though. Very. Dark red hair and tiny. She's fun too." Are you going to see more of her?" Yes. I offered to give her a lift in and back from work every day." Did you just? Why, apart from lust?" Foul girl! She lives in a very rough area of the East End and admitted that she was worried.