Grace saw her mother’s horrified expression for a moment, before everything went black, as a bag was pulled over her head. By Boris. She sensed her ...other gasping and struggling futilely with the huge Xenia.Next thing Grace was tossed high into the air. She flailed blindly for a terrified second, until Boris caught her and lowered her onto the table with a snigger. There was no point fighting, physically. She lay there while Boris strapped her down, telling herself Xenia wouldn’t really kill. As I pulled a hairbrush through my long brunette hair I laughed at myself at how I was acting.When I walked into the exhibition I saw the movies were playing on a loop on a monitor in the gallery space and I felt a sense of relief that I had got through another summer school and was now ready to relax and enjoy the afternoon.The College management liked us to walk around the space and congratulate the students, making sure they had enjoyed their time here and would either decide to come back. The humans entered, and the widows swarmed around them, everyone edging near to hear what they might say. “Sorry for the crowd, but once word spread, we couldn’t really refuse anyone. We had to book this lecture hall, but we made it a little more ‘homey’ so it wouldn’t feel so formal.”“Well, I’m not sure we have much of a presentation,” Al said. “All we have is our individual experience with adopting a single person into our pair-bond. There’s really nothing more to present than that.”“Believe. “Love is a strong word Sis, I’m not sure I ever felt that way about any girl except Crissy, it tore me up when she dumped me, I would have married her.”“Crissy was your first girlfriend; you were too young to get married.”“Maybe.”“Did you have sex with her?”“What the fuck, we playing Twenty Questions?”“Yeah, that’s what, question five? Did you?”I stood next to my sister at the window then for the next few minutes I told her about my relationship with Crissy. I was fifteen when we started.