I'm skipping authors notes in this chapter I hope you will miss my humor!

Jeanette was crying while sitting in her designated seat in the family room, surrounded by her sisters. She was sobbing, the way she cried so hard.

"What is it Jeanette?", "We saved you, it's alright,", "Girls give your sister some space, I'm sure she's just overwhelmed." Miss Miller said hoping to end the girls' questions.

"You're right." Jeanette whispered. Miss Miller looked over to her and asked,

"What's that dear?"

"I said You're right. I am overwhelmed. Because the man I love was taken away from me, simply because he was too noble for his own good. . ."

"You mean Geoffrey Partridge was killed? What happened, did he try to save you but Professor took his life?"
Brittany asked.

"No, he was taken away by angry villagers. Because people spread rumors that weren't even close to being true," she was yelling now, anger had replaced the sorrow in her eyes. "And people actually believed them, only I took the time to ask him what was going on, only God and I tried to help him! Because the rumors replaced his friends' affection towards him! Only God and I knew the truth! Only God and I helped him! Only God and I love him, with the exception of his brothers and father!" She stood up trying to compose herself. Then she quickly walked out of the room and to the door she said simply as she left, "Sorry, but I have to go save my fiance. Depending on how things go I'll be at his house for dinner."

She found him in the center of town tied to a long wooden pole. They really think he's possessed, Jeanette thought, they're carrying out the casting away ritual,first they light a fire in a circle around him, and throw posies into the fire. Then they put the fire out with holy water and relight it again. Wait- posies! He'll suffocate if they burn the posies! You see Simon was allergic to posies and very sensative toward smoke. With the two combined Jeanette knew he'd die from lack of clean air instantly. As she ran closer she heard his cough.

"God, I have no clue how you plan to get me out of this, but if it is my time then Lord may I come and be with you. I think I have done my duty on this Earth. I have helped heal, I have taught others about you, and I have loved. Let Jeanette know I am thankful to her for the impact she had on my life. Amen." Simon prayed. then continued to wheeze, "oh and God -curse this allergy!" He thought. Then he looked up and saw rain as the rain began to pour on him, he smiled and prayed, "God you have your ways! And not one day goes by where I don't thank you for them!" But as he looked back around he saw the people picking up rocks. They are really persistent people, God. I give you that.

Jeanette saw the stones in the peoples' hands and as they threw them she finally made her way to the pole where Simon was tied (and now being bruised.) He looked down and saw her, "

Jeane-" he said but stopped as he was knocked unconscious by a rock. She turned and looked at the crowd.

"Stop It! If you'd let me explain I could tell you everything!"

The people looked at her and granted her the chance to speak.

"Look, Simon has been my best friend for years, but with the mongols and all, his father had to leave and couldn't provide for his family anymore. Then his brother's got the plague. He had been working without pay at the university and knew better than to ask that they start paying him- it wasn't in the budget but he knew that there were other new graduates looking for experience so he decided to quit and get a better paying job. He found out that a school closer to where he lived had an opening and paid well so he took that job. But people began to think he was crazy and began spreading rumors because they didn't know the whole story, in fact he only told me. His father doesn't even know! He didn't want to worry people or to burden them, so he let you all believe as you pleased no matter the consequences. Yesterday his brothers became better and he got a note this morning that his dad would come back. And just some back up information if you still don't believe me I wanted him to get out more so most of you know him as Mr. Geoffrey Partridge. My idea, not his." Jeanette curtsied and thanked them for their time, and without anyone's permission she untied Simon and dragged him to the road he lived on and added, "So leave him alone."

She finally got him back to his house and laid him on the sofa. She put a cold wet rag on his head where the bruise from the rock was, and covered him with a blanket. When he woke up she gently laid him back down and said soothingly, "It's all alright now. You had a rough day and deserve to rest." And kissed his forehead as he fell back to sleep.