When God Closes A Door, He Opens

She Sounded As Though Love Were An Unfortunate But Unavoidable Condition.

I Talk To You As I Talk To My Own Soul," He Said, Turning Me To Face Him. He Reached Up And Cupped My Cheek, Fingers Light On My Temple. "and Sassenach," He Whispered, "your Face Is My Heart.

Am I A Man? To Want You So Badly That Nothing Else Matters? To See You, And Know I Would Sacrifice Honor Or Family Or Life Itself To Lie Wi' You, Even Though Ye'd Left Me?

Scots Have Long Memories, And They're Not The Most Forgiving Of People.

You'll Lie Wi' Me Now," He Said Quietly. "and I Shall Use Ye As I Must. And If You'll Have Your Revenge For It, Then Take It And Welcome, For My Soul Is Yours, In All The Black Corners Of It.