I heard the sounds of footsteps behind me, and from the rhythm and the scent I knew Aaden had come into the house.I heard the sounds of footsteps behind me, and from the rhythm and the scent I knew Aaden had come into the house. Usually that's good news, but right now I was in such a foul mood that even his company was an unwelcome intrusion. He walked in to the workroom and, just as I knew he would, he placed his hand upon my shoulder and said "Hello." "Hi," I said, not very cheerfully. "Are you okay?" he asked. "I heard about the fight this afternoon. I'm glad you weren't involved." "I'm still involved, Aaden. It's my political butt on the line here, you know. |