<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v143/M00nchy1de/Vitani.jpg)</div><br/>*Sometimes the things she knew ‘could’ be done scared her to no end, let alone what ‘she’ could do.  She  chuckled softly smiling at him.  There were the merest dimples in her cheeks when she smiled so brightly like that.*   It’s complicated and confusing.  *She said with a light shrug.  She wasn’t  saying it like she thought him to dim to grasp it.   Just matter of fact like. *   Yes, only a few days, which is one reason I won’t go into all the details.  I would rather not waste my time giving you one of the many, boring lectures I’ve been through.  Ok, let’s see about making this mutton tender before we toss it in the cook pot, shall we?  *She got to work using a bowl, pouring a generous amount of vinegar in the bowl.   From the small pouch she produced all manner of seasonings.  Some smelled really good, some…well didn’t. *  Now, we just put the mutton in, roll it round a bit and let it sit.<br/>