I had planned to end Body Language right there, where it is now, more or less.

With everyone realizing they were wrong, and the lingering promise that things will work out.

I realize now that if I tried to do that, there would be a mob on the porch, with lawn chairs and pitchforks, as well as brownies and bags of cheetos, in for the long haul.

That being the case, I shall resume once again, fear not, but I may have to turn out a the chapters of the stuff that was promised prior to this challenge. That's okay anyhow, because at this point there will be a leap ahead about fifty years into the future once chapter 12 happens (or very soon there after, because i might happen to come up with an idea for what happens to Elladan when he returns home that evening, or something like that).

More to follow... but for now, I must track down Nibbles and Mitzi...