now bond was angry with himself . i folded my legs under me as i settled in the large leather armchair that had been martin 's favorite . the exploding beams were building into the most awesome display id ever seen . he grinned and pulled me up to join him . no , i shook my head , in my mind there was no going back , im leaving . my farm plantation and the horses are going to die too . but people who are n't poets say , so what ? 