"It could happen." It could, and then he would have to explain why he wears skirts fromnow on," said John."If only he had told him now," said Liz. "Bu...t perhaps it was best thathe didn't." Their friendship may have ended there and then," said John."But it still could," sighed Liz.* * *They didn't mention Robert to Michael if possible. It was going to bebad enough when he returned to school and find Robert's chair empty.Michael was spending all day and every day as Michelle and he was lovingevery. Surely, Theia knew, she would have rushed to her defense and whisked her away had she not been held back by her husband. Seeing her mother in such pain broke Theia's heart, but she held her hands steady, convinced to her core that this was the only way to save her family; and the only way she could fulfill her destiny. "Please, Mama, try to understand. Please forgive me. This is the only way to save you all." Heartbroken, she sighed heavily as her pleas went unanswered. Her grief-stricken. Why couldn't I just hate her?A whip cracked.My head snapped around. A man bellowed on the ship I stood beside, a sleek pirate vessel. I smelled the fresh salt of the sea, heard the pier creaking as the waves rolled in with the tide. I stared out at the Shilter Strait. I marched to the gangplank, snarling against the pain. I gripped the rope railings, hauling myself up it step-by-step. Snarling in pain, I stumbled onto the deck. An older man stood with a whip in hand, a Halanian man kneeling. Like the way her big behind and the backs of her thighs jiggled when she walked down the street in her bare feet. Or the way her big lips would pooch out, they were purple and wet and they kind of reminded me of her nipples. And her titties, they just seemed like they were always getting bigger and the tops she wore just stretched around them so tight and mashed them up into her chest. One time, she was in the bathroom in our trailer and I looked through the door knob hole and saw her when she.