‘Uncle Stuart, before Tavish starts, I wanted to ask something.’ Deb quickly asked. ‘What’s that, luv?’ he replied. ‘Did Therese have a di...ry as well? Tom and I were wondering if that’s how you and Tavish know so many intimate things about everyone.’ she asked, the questions causing lights to go on in the other’s minds. Stuart could see that a barrage of questions was about to happen and stood quickly and held his hands up to them to stop. ‘Please, before ye’s get things all out of sorts wi’ a. It was packed and fueled for our trip to Indiana for Thanksgiving and Georgia for Christmas. It was seven years old and bashed about but mechanically it was sound and would carry us easily the two-thousand miles to Georgia and then back again.. Its paint and body work bore the marks of encounters with fence posts and barb wire and obstinate horses and cows, and too many miles on dirt and gravel roads. I looked at my scared hands and thought that was a pretty good description of me.That big. I leant in, pressing his hand between our twochests and whispered in his ear. "Please, don't hurt me. I'll doanything. Sit on the bed, I'll use my mouth." My voice caught as if Iwas crying "Please don't hurt me." Pathetic little squirt thought he wasa sadist - let me show you Hell boy, you'll learn what sadism is.When the Summoner walked over to the bed and sat down, legs wide Ifollowed him. On the way though I stopped by one of the apprentices andcupped his balls for a second, he went. And are those bells? I’m sure they’re bells. And there’s something else — some scraping sounds — is that pawing? Oh well, I’ll turn off the light and get to bed. I’m starting toward the bedroom when all of a sudden I hear something behind me. I turn and — what is this? How did this guy get in here? Didn’t I lock the door? And what’s he doing in a Santa suit? Have I seen this guy before? He looks vaguely familiar He’s smiling, but maybe I should call the cops — it must be breaking and entering.