Allies and Anthems (Picks up where Little Christmas left off) Three days’ absence was a black mark against him and that mark might cost him his son. Some lashes he could ignore, ruling against him in the custody battle to come– that he couldn’t handle; he couldn’t lose Ran, how could a Christmas journey cost him the one thing he wanted most? A present he’d bow and scrape to receive–custody of one child who meant the world to him, all legal, stamped, signed and sealed; bow, wrapping not required. Jerlo’s door loomed before him, dark, final, now opening to reveal a frizzy head–the … Continue reading Allies and Anthems