Wheeling Gull Isle Teach your children well. . .

Etienne smiled and then moved closer to her, offering his medium body for her to cling too if she should need it. Sometimes he knew in healing. YOu needed someone or something to anchor you.

He nodded. Someday. Then he let his voice taper off but her next question. It pinched a soft pain in his heart and chest and he had to take a deep breath.

Well dere be Suzu, 'er be an imp! Jes always runnin' off and gettin' into stuff. Granme's de tell me. Now eti you can't be protectin 'er from 'erself, but i wis' i could. Den you got me T'eo. 'e's strong and fast and big, bigger dan me. 'e wants to be a fig'ter. Manman and granme's dey all sweet and kind. Cept granme Roz, 'er be rippin' of yer face you t'reaten 'er family. manman sings w'en she talks. Unc Sobo, 'e was a 'ealer, one of de bes. And matant Mireille 'er be toug' an' brave. And funny.