It will be lots of hard work. Lifting heavy logs, sawing. My friend Dave is coming to help. And with all the building material we’re taking, there w...on’t be room in the boat for a third person.”Prisha looked crestfallen.I caught Sarah’s eye. She was shaking her head at me with a half-smile.“I’m kidding, Prisha,” I laughed. “Of course you can come. It would just be us though. Dave isn’t coming. Is that okay?Prisha’s smile and shining eyes said it all. A weekend alone together. I couldn’t. It was a little thing, but it touched her heart.At 6:15 p.m., Grace looked at herself in the mirror and fussed a little more with her hair. Tonight, she had gone with a mass of red curls held back away from her face with a jeweled comb that complimented the cocktail dress that Mac had chosen for her to wear. The A-Line, off-the-shoulder chiffon lace dress was pale gold with sequins and an asymmetrical hemline. She tucked the gold open-toed heels in a bag and slipped her feet into her comfy. She began asking me questions like 'have you ever kissed a boy?' 'Do you have a boyfriend?', I said 'Yes' to the first and 'No' to the second.She continued asking me little questions and then she got into the boys she's been with and what she has them to do with her. It turned into a touch game as she would tell me something that a boy did to her or she wants a boy to do with her and then she would touch or tickle me, around the back, or my stomach or thighs and even my butt. Her body language. His father’s Klavern and Imperial Wizard.“Next thing that I know, a man that I didn’t know had any kind of racist past had a very racist present, okay? Next thing that I know, he’s blaming it all on that ‘n ... President,’ to use his words. Then I got sucked into their web, their social circle, etc. I got to know the wives, and if you didn’t already know that they were ... white supremacists, you never would have guessed at all. They seemed very normal, likeable family folk.“So, while ... deep.