FuturesightDo you, Samantha Manson, take him as your lawful and wedded husband? And do you, Daniel Fenton, take her as your lawful and wedded wife?I do.I do.So it was done, and scant weeks after, he was gone.He asked me if I could handle being an army wife of sorts, yet not quite. I said yes. I said a thousand times yes, and he smiled and kissed me deep. He warned me he could be gone for long stretches at a time but I told him I would be fine. I would miss him, love him, wait for him, until he came back, and all the while keep house and tell the children stories, and when he returned all would be joy.Our baby boy would be born nine months later. He has no knowledge of his existence. Sweet Jacob has not ever seen his father but in photographs and stories. Jacob has never asked where his father is now. Hes still too young to understand that hes missing a parent.I hold him close sometimes, kiss his forehead, and wonder. Jacob is the image of his father. The same unruly black
Sister fear SolilquyO woe to one who has this beast for kin!Insanity, thy name is my sister.My presence is like poison in her ear,But I never go close enough for that;Her demon screams strike dread into my heart.Her very hate of me is evident.For shame! I neer struck her like she me now!The universe moves all around this girlFor fear of her, she gets all she demands.But what can I do? I am the eldestWithout a say: her roars drown my weak pleas.We are immobile dolls in her mad wrath.How strange it is that she has friends at school.Why dont they see that shes both evil twins?Why must she make me weep here furtively?Will there be no deliverance for me?
Missingno ch1America. Why there, and why Michigan?Mr. Blunt surveyed his youngest and most successful spy over the tops of his spectacles. Fair-haired, brown-eyed, and only fourteen, Alex Rider was certainly not typical or disposable. But for this mission it was of the utmost importance that he go.Thats only for MI6 to know.Why cant I know? he demanded.Beneath the blank, grey appearance, Mr. Blunt chuckled invisibly, but still without humor. Youre not an agent of MI6. We just use you. And were going to lend you out to the CIA. But well still call the shots. If you really want to know, just agree.Alexs eyes flashed. Blunt knew he would always be faithful to his homeland, England, which also ensured obedience to MI6. It was a ruthless, mysterious organization that even Parliament didnt quite know why existed, but Blunt, as the head of MI6, never hesitated to use force or blackmail. It had saved the w