-1Disclaimer: See Part One

2007/3/13

A/N : Thought and Telepathy in Italics

Return to Carbon Creek

Part 96 (Social Obligations) PG

The wedding was a private affair and Harold was glad of it. There were still over 200 guests but he knew had the wedding taken place next year like Helen planned it would have likely had 2000 guests. He sipped his Champagne and dearly wished for a shot of Bourbon. However this wedding was salvaging his career and it was also not so bad. Helen was a lovely girl sweet and innocent. She did knew what a wife was supposed to do and she would look the other way at his amusements. As long as she had his ring and he was rising on the social latter she be happy. Give her a kid or two to spoil and he would be golden. Her father beamed as his daughter danced with him. Yes it could be far worse. Harold thought. Privately he agreed with the senator but the man had played his hand to early and to harshly. No he was a fool but Harold was not. He would learn and in time gain all the power he craved.

Lord this is so… unreal. Heather thought. I am so glad I was not asked to be in the wedding party. Helen is a fool if she thinks Harold is her prince charming. I wish I could slip out. Maybe I can find a phone and call for cab?

Zephraim worked on his notes. He wished Heather was there to help him. He missed her. She had a keen mind and often saw things in a way he would miss. He could hardly wait until they were married. He considered Mestral's offer to build them a house. He reluctantly said yes. After his father logically said that the money he made was for the family and he was a part of the family. Zephraim had said he did not want to take money his brothers needed or his mother. Mestral had merely handed him a bank statement. Zephraim's eyes had almost popped out.

"But… this account has over 2 million dollars in it!"

"Indeed and it is the account for household expenses. Zephraim My inventions and forays into your stock market have been …. Most lucrative. I could give you that account and still never spend in this lifetime what we have acquired. Please accept the house. It is a small thing and it would please your mother."

He had given in because he knew his mother always had felt guilty about not giving him more. Even his going to college had been in doubt. Now however she accepted the money Mestral made and wanted to share. He did not want to hurt her feelings. He knew Mestral really only thought of money as a tool. His family still lived simply. Other then helping fund the school and helping build businesses. So he would except the money and the lab and work to prove Mestral was right to have faith in him.

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Maggie leaned against her mate. He was attempting to teach her to meditate into a deeper trance. However his closeness made concentration impossible. He smelled so good and his arms were so strong.

"Maggie pay attention." Mestral said He could feel her desire and it was not helping his own meditation. Perhaps this was unwise?

"I am paying attention … just not to meditation." She giggled.

Mestral sighed. "Maggie you must learn. The women are asking for you to teach. You have an obligation to learn the skill well to pass it on."

"Yes Mestral." She said forcing her mind away from the carnal thoughts she had been having.