I never wanted to look away from his beautiful face. Whenever he was in the room, I felt pulled to him, he always felt warm and welcoming, I wanted t...o be near him, to be as close as possible and he was always comfortable standing close to me no matter how close I got. But I also loved talking to him, he always made me laugh with some joke or funny story to tell, he was just this awesome and charming guy. I could sense with the deepest parts of my female intuition that this guy wouldn’t hurt. Odile wondered whether Roland was just saying that to comfort people who usually saw a capital city on television that still had expensive shops, art galleries and public monuments. Was it really so bad in England's distant far south? Odile wasn't sure. She'd never even been as far south as Manchester.There was a television pinned to the soup kitchen wall tuned to a news channel despite the many complaints from those queuing. They'd rather watch a quiz show or a situation comedy that showed a. . then when when you have the kid, David and me will suckle the milk from one of your nipples while the new kid uses the other one!”“Oh my GOD! ... no ... for gods sake this is crazy ... this is madness ... where are your parents! ... you can’t keep me here ... let me go ... right now ... I want to go home ... you cannot possible think I would be a willing party to such madness ... I am old enough to be your own Mother for gods sake ... so put an end to this madness right now!” Screamed Vicky. I couldn't resist blasting the last few feet using the 'power' instead of the snow-shovel and Brenda gasped at my little display. I heard Charles laugh inside my head and then the voice told me not to waste my gifts on building any more snow fortresses.Mom was impressed with our efforts and she managed a quick 'hi' to Brenda and 'bye' to me as she rushed off to her first appointment of the day.We stamped our feet on the porch to get the worst of the snow off of our boots, and hung up our layers.