Ramblings of an Old Woman Part 2

Have you ever just wanted to explode? Not physically unless you are capable of that, but verbally? Just scream and shout and point someone in the right direction and hope that they have at least two brain cells they could rub together and understand the outrageous hint?

That is the summary of my life.

There seems to be some fuckery afoot. Being someone such as I, there is not a damn thing I can do about it.

Lyanna is safe. Vincent is safe and back home. Stacy is safe. Boone is calm. Silver is still a pain in my ass. But it appears someone else is pining for that position. I wonder how long this Caspian fellow is going to last among them. It's not exactly a question I seek an answer to. Considering how Cyra has been reacting, I doubt it will be much longer. I am sure I will be entertained just watching. I do find it funny though, Boone's lack of reaction to the intrusive pest. This is going to be fun. Well, as long as they keep it out of my fucking tavern.