CHAPTER 31 - Around 50 % of marriages in the United States end in divorce.

Ellen was extremely apprehensive about her husband and their future together. He had been so depressed lately that she never knew what to expect when she arrived home each night. Heather had even taken to sleeping in the spare bedroom on most nights, claiming it was so Ellen could be assured a good night’s rest.

A Switcher Tale...

An cryogenic experiment, A brave volunteer starts to dream about being the opposite sex. Is it malfunctioning equipment or intentional or something entirely different all together.

CASTLE THE SERIES – 00005160
AFTERNOON THE MEETING OF THE GROWERS CRAFT
“Over a third of the Folk have some connection to our craft.”

CASTLE THE SERIES – 00005170
LATE AFTERNOON MOVING THEM AWAY FROM THE KEEP
“Don’t make work for the healers. If you need to use a knife you use it to kill. Is that understandt?”

CASTLE THE SERIES – 00005190
BEFORE DINNER THE COUNCIL
“Gudrun was so pleast at taking a bottle off Will she rubt salt into his wounds by giving the stallion to Chris, since he was the only one who had been able to do aught with it she sayt it was in the interests of the Folk that she so doet. Xera says she already has the craftings of a song of it, and Will is still smarting a bit.”

CASTLE THE SERIES – 00005200
EVE STACEY (19) AND JUNIPER (21)
His mother knew he wished her to wife and was relieved to find he hadn’t been disappointed.

I was trying to memorize the twenty words around the circumference of the outer circle when the floor flowed back into an abstract tiled design as it was when we first arrived. I became aware that my Grandma was hugging me tightly and her eyes looked strange. Was that fear or was she worried I would cause more problems. Yes, the problem maker that must be it. Of course she expects me to break some school rule and get expelled.

“Tegan, don’t let any boy touch your navel piercing.” Grandma said. ‘As if!’ No boy is getting anywhere bloody near me, I thought.

CHAPTER 36
So many changes to my life began that day. It wasn’t just the stress and challenge of learning to handle multiple tons of recalcitrant wagon, but the solitude I was left with in the Cannock house.

Mam and Dad were back on the road a week after dropping me off, for the simple reason that we needed the income, and that was how we got it. I had Carol and Peter next door, of course, which meant a regular meal in their company, as well as the steady supply of my drugs and hormones. That actually brought another major change in everything, as Carol insisted I had to go straight, which threw me for a second. She caught my expression, grinning happily.

“No, woman! Not wearing a twinset and listening to Cliff Richard! Have you registered with a GP yet?”