When Demons Walk

Over a lifetime of dealing with difficult women, I have learned it is often better to give into their demands immediately.

When life doesn't meet your expectations, it was important to take it with grace.

Fear makes idiots out of us all, at some time or other.

The only certainty life contains is death.

A man learns with age, if he is lucky.

I’m glad you could make it,” she quipped, her voice not quite as steady as she wished. “When you issue an invitation to your bedroom, it’s common practice to make sure the door is unlocked,” he returned without a pause. He looked beyond her and said, “It’s also common to wait until your partner’s here before you start getting the sheets hot.” [...] “Sorry,” she quipped lightly, “I’m not familiar with the etiquette required of a mistress. Next time I’ll make sure that you’re in the bed before I throw hot coals at it.

She put a few drops of the liquid in the bottle on her hands and rubbed it into her skin. When she felt the familiar warmth begin to seep into her hand, indicating that it was indeed a liniment of some sort, she splattered it liberally on Kerim’s back and set to work. “Remind me to recommend you to the Stablemaster,” said Kerim, his voice tight with pain. “You need to find more honest work than thievery.” “Honest?” questioned Sham, pressing deeply into his back with her thumbs. “I’m the most honest thief in Purgatory, just ask the Shark. I pay him a copper a week to say so.

I could use you, training the Castle guards,” offered the Reeve, “but I have to warn you that the last man to hold the post of captain quit.” The guard’s eyebrows rose. “I wouldn’t have thought that Castle guards would be that difficult.” “They’re not,” returned Kerim. “My lady mother, however is.