I could see lighting one of these. It was a much better aroma than Hollyrefic, as she called her Christmas-themed one.A door crashed open. A squeal of...delight. I groaned. Anabella. She was going to be annoying, wasn’t she? The girl thought I was cool. She wanted to be like me. She was such a dumb thing. I hoped I wasn’t that naïve when I was fourteen.She reached the stairs. I sighed. I would have to put up with her.“Christine!” she squealed and hurtled down the stairs. I looked up. ."Tara gave Dawn another quick kiss with just a touch of tongue, "No it doesn't suck, but you need to get back to sle*p young lady."Tara slowly walked towards the door of Dawn's room as reached for the light switch she softly said, "Good night Dawn. I love you." I love you too Tara," Dawn then softly asked, "Tara I don't think I'm going to be able to get back to sle*p… hold me please?" Ok, slide over sweetie," Tara said in her sweetest tone of voice, as she slipped under the covers and wrapped. "Her response had taken so long to frame that he was already asleep.Chapter 2: The Roots That ClutchApril 1998It was Mary's vulnerability, Andrew supposed, which had always attracted him. In that sense, she wasn't like the other girls at all. Mixing seemed a labour to her, the simple pursuit of dancing even more so. He'd never seen anyone ask her onto the floor, and he'd never heard anyone explain why not. People simply ignored her. It was as though she passed into their perception so slowly. " Three times." Three times what?" I don't answer. "You made love three times? Tonight? With Jenny?" Uh huh. Then I tried to milk her." She's on the pill isn't she? You use protection?" I nod yes to both her questions. "You're too young." There are other ways to get milk you know. You can induce lactation. I read all about it." You're crazy." Emily smiles as she says the words and then lifts her sated daughter off her breast and hands her to me. "Be careful," she instructs as I start to pat my.