Frank visits his grandmother and his aunt, then is taught a lesson by Brianna.
Now that more, perhaps most, of mymemories had returned, I had an idea. With great effort, and several failed attempts, I transported myself to the Homelands. But not to the court. To a clearing in the middle of the woods, where a humble stone cottage with a thatched roof sat tucked far away from everything. After a few minutes of gasping for air, I slouched up the slate walkway to the...Read On