D. Salinger?" I'm not terribly fond of American writers." When I get home, I'll email you an address where you can read some of his writing online. He...s very good." You went crazy after the Vietnam war?" Not really. I was just depressed." I was in a Flemish nuthouse once after I slit my wrists."I grimaced. "That's sounds a little too radical." Not radical enough. I'm still here. I've decided to let someone else slaughter me. Among the weird people I hang out with, he won't be difficult to find.. Not.." she hiccuped once and the tears spilled over. "You're not allowed to be sweet and tender. You don't care for me..y-you gave up t-that right when you lied and manipulated me. When you used me" .she was sobbing now, her hands flailing against his chest. "You h-hurt me"His heart constricted in his chest. He wanted to deny all of that..but he couldn't. He once again caught her hands in his and this time folded them between their bodies.- "Cass, I'm sorry! I never meant to hurt you" Cass. ”“I get that,” Emily says, “But honestly, you should get used to the light changing suddenly. Shit on this island is weird, and you’re going to find that it only gets weirder.”“Especially down here, th–” Xandra started, before Emily dragged her back to her pussy by the hair.“What she means is that the further away from the beach you washed up on a person gets, the easier it is to keep a clear head, and the saner most people seem to be…” Emily paused for a moment, “Well, more aware of their. What is your connection to the owners of this land all those years ago?" It's strange, Chad. That I and the estate's ownership had a surname in common didn't ring bells, but when I saw a photo of the last land-owner, Danbury Chandler the bells started ringing, as we physically were identical. Tina decided to delve into the genealogy and found a connection. So I will let her tell the rest of the story."Tina smiled with pleasure. "So good of you, Boss. You would have probably made a complete mess.