Not one of these wounds was even remotely life threatening, but they did reinforce in her children the value of proper timing and plenty of practice. ...The seriousness with which the Sultana took this time with her children had been tested a few times. Most notably a sweeper had continued his chores in the practice arena even after the Sultana had announced session commencement. They retrieved his head from a stone urn that guarded one of the exits of the indoor arena. Princess Mediha was good. Jennings was a stocky built man, a pair of thin glasses wedged at the bridge of his nose as he counted under his breath. “Her pulse is steady but its weak, we need to check her vitals with the equipment.” Making a dead stop in front of a table anchored to the tiled floor. Mary, Jake and the guard had followed along hoping to find some way to help. The thirty foot dome complex was cramped for all of them, a cabinet of supplies stood off to the side while two examination beds took up the middle. She was able to get a job that continued to pay the rent, utilities, groceries and a few small extras.Two years ago, mom’s bachelor uncle’s will was probated and she was the sole recipient of a sizable amount of money from his estate, plus a comfortable newer home in a nearby state that we moved to. Jeff tried to come back into our lives to get at that money. He then sued claiming to have a vested right in the estate. The court in denying his law suit said his request had no merit. In fact,. “I’m Claire’s mom, Kathy.”Brandon held out a hand. “Hello Mrs. Silverstein, it’s nice to meet you.” He was surprised to be eye to eye with her. She was about as tall as he was at 5’10, and had wavy dirty blonde hair in a bob cut.“Sorry, I’m a hugger!” She pulled him in for a warm embrace. He let out a nervous laugh as he hugged her back. He felt how thin she was in his hands. He noticed that she was about an A or B cup, but had an hourglass figure, similar to her daughter. Over her shoulder he.