The Midwife's Wards

This was as surreal a conversation as Loren had ever had, and he included that time Frey had him fuck himself. However, the three children talking to the Launceleyn as he waited to search their belongings for contraband topped even that for sheer confusion and strangeness. And it wasn’t helped by the fact that he had to whisper everything. ”Just because the bad things come out doesn’t mean it’s okay to say them.” Then Jax had to bring up Roana and the summoner needed to pause for a moment. ”Well that’s very admirable of Cormac. You can also set a good example, you know. I was never the biggest, but I tried to be good anyway.” In fact, as a child, it was all Loren wanted, even if the definition of good was probably far from what Roana had taught her sons. And then the third boy (Rhett) was looped into the conversation for vocabulary help. ”Your Auntie is very forgiving, yes. But some things aren’t easily forgiven.” Maybe that wasn’t the best moral to impart to the boys, but it was important to teach them at some point. Moreover, Loren knew the healer wouldn’t forgive, even if he’d been ready and willing to ask for it, which he was pretty sure he wasn’t. LOREN Not quite an open book