It was about afternoon time. And the train just started to move. It was a 15 hour journey, and I wanted to make the most of it.As I got into the cabin... I asked her “Can I get you something else ?, I have water and snacks, and we will have lunch a bit late”. She said, “No, I am fine, I had a late breakfast, so I should be good for a while”. A small sweet smile touched her face and she seemed relaxed for the first time. The train began to start, and I closed and locked the cabin door. I pulled my. She went to the bathroom and cleaned up as well as she could, bringing back a towel. She soaked up the worst of the puddle and covered the rest with the towel, pulling the blankets over them as she snuggled up to his sleeping form.In the morning, she awoke first. Returning from her shower, she knelt on the bed and kissed him awake, then put a finger on his lips to indicate he should not talk. She pulled him up from the bed and shooed him toward the bathroom as she stripped the bed. She waited. I stepped into the woods. The wet smell of green growing things struck me. As my eyes adjusted, I could make out flickering torches in several directions, and the full moon cast enough light that I was soon able to pick my way in relative safety. Crackling leaves all around me signified people—hunters or hunted—moving about in the dark.I heard a shriek off to my left, then the sound of a struggle, then a steady counterpoint of smacks and moans. Cheers came from the woods around me.A little. .. but then he wasn’t either ... not anymore.“I’m not shopping for a man,” she went on. “Can’t I just like you for who you are?”“I don’t know who I am,” he said.“Well then, maybe we can find out together.”She had kept him off his mental balance when she asked him if it would be all right if they picked up her daughter from the sitter’s, before she took him home. The girl, named Jillian, stared at him like any normal child would, both fascinated and repelled. Christy, to deal with that, had just.