"My heart soared but my mind was incredulous. What had she said? Could it be true?"As I've told you already, there's been a revolution..."I couldn't b...elieve it!I was so happy."And that's how they killed him." I'm sorry."De Lyons was dead, which was good news and yet bad news. I wanted him alive. Only then could I kill him.So often I'd imagined sinking my dagger into his belly. "This is for Lescavier," I'd say as his blood lapped through my fingers. "This is for Bonnet and Trouveau, those two. ” “Ok. I’m Mark.” Saied the guy offering a soft hand and a seemingly trustable smile. “You are pretty young…” As he was consulting some papers. “And you are here for work experience, right? Ever worked before?” “No.” “Hehe, we’ve got lots of jobs for young people like you, but what domain would you be interested in? You know miss…” said Mark as he was caressing her with his eyes. “I am 50, I don’t know what young people like you like anymore…” Annie was surprised by the question. “To be honest,. . it was Mom."Sean!" they both cried.The King was certainly acting very differently to the arrogant man that I had encountered on my last visit. He seemed genuinely delighted to see me. I wondered if Mom had anything to do with that?"We were told that you were dead!" said my father."And who might have told you that?" I asked."Hassan." Well, that figures!"I proceeded to tell both of my parents what had happened to me over the past three years. My recounting summarised and glossed over some of. From the beginning, I felt comfortable with her.Cheryl called me one morning before class."Jason, there's someone I want you to meet. Be at The Corner Shoppe at twelve thirty and we'll have lunch." I've got a class then, Cheryl, but thanks." Jason, I know your schedule. Your last class ends at eleven. I'll see you there promptly at twelve thirty."Cheryl was a good yenta. It was hard to tell her 'no'. I arrived at the small cafe just off campus at the appointed hour. She saw me coming and met me.