” “My boobs,” Dannye replied. “That’s sick,” I replied. “You’re my sister.” “Step-sister,” Dannye replied, “And no, it is not ...eird--they’re just boobies.” “No,” I argued back, “It is weird.” Dannye stayed quiet for a second and then she rolled back on to her side and faced me. I was lying on my back, my laptop on my stomach. I zapped another zombie and got a three-for-one kill. “Yes!” I exclaimed, pumping my first. Dannye grabbed my laptop and closed the cover. “Hey!” I protested, trying to. "I don't know, Gavin," she said, trying to come up with a plausible excuse. "Such services are beyond my meager means," she finally said."I understand, I don't wish to impose upon you any more than I already have," he said, his tone sounding somewhat defeated.She kissed his brow. "Look on the bright side," she said. "You don't have any bad memories of your past, either."Gavin smiled at that. "This is true," he said, watching her devour two sausages and a plate full of kraut in a single breath,. This is Texas. A field of bluebonnets next spring would serve the meadow scene quite nicely. And we're not far from forests in any of several directions. Stoney's girl has some plotting to do."Coffee?" he said. "After I..." Hurry. I'm right behind you." You take the head," he said. "I can go over the rail." Gotcha," I said. I felt the blast of cool air as he exited the cabin. I noted that he did a quick scan before leaving the cabin, making sure that he wasn't going to expose himself to nearby. “I thought that you were getting an assignment you needed me to hand in.”Natasha smiled and made a noise close enough to a giggle. “I lied.” And she walked across the room and stood in front of me, still in my overcoat and suit and tie. And without another word, she stepped right up to me and kissed me hard. Under oath, I would probably claim to have resisted but I didn’t. Finally, I pulled back and said, “We can’t do this, Natasha.”“Why not? Give me one good reason.” It was a question I was.