I assured her I would not be using any of OUR names. I have no idea if anyone I actually know would find themselves reading any of my words.I really d...o not care, other than the fact that I don't want my kids or their friends to be able to look at this and say, "Oh, Wow, that sounds like Mr..."!!Well, perhaps if one of her friends suddenly came by and said, "Hi, Mr...". "You did not scar me or give me demons. You opened my eyes and I told my mom all that happened."I can dream, eh?So, here we. Matters devolved right after I’d made my decision known. I don’t know what Sygor had expected me to do, given the way he’d been stringing Trika along since winter; but his response was unacceptable. I spoke to his sister after his first outburst of rudeness. He’d snubbed Tonya over breakfast when she’d come to gather plates to be cleaned before we moved out. I’d let it slide for the moment, but I didn’t let it go. My conversation with Taka proved to be very short and not very sweet. Sygor had. Suddenly, there was a noise at the door.Laura froze. This had started happening recently, ever since the article about her had been published. People knew where she lived, knew she was a slut, knew there were no locks on the doors. Strangers would come and just rape her, or the other girls. It had happened three of four times now. They knew the house had cameras in it, so they knew they had to leave the girls alive and without permanent damage, but the girls were getting used to being. Since you and John are being assholes by not coming, I’ll wear what I want.”“This is a private journey that you are going on and you have to do it alone,” Ed replied as he picked up a pair of tennis shoes and threw them in the backpack.She started to remove them, but saw the look on his face and left them there. She spat, “You don’t know that!”“I’m in their service already. Accept that John and I know a few things about becoming Druids,” replied Ed. They had this conversation many times over.