Even in his weakened state he was still able to lift me up and carry me to my bedroom. He would stay with me that night, and every night there after, ...ut always at a distance.I would dream two dreams. One where Mark would make love to me on my bed, our bed. His weight on top of me, our lips together, my only wish that time would just come to an end and like a snapshot from a camera come to rest on this one particular moment. I would be quite content to lay there forever. The other dream I had. "I'm aware of that," Marion said, "and ideally Iwould find another 8 year old girl to be Anna'splaymate. But I can't hire an 8 year-old girl to comeand live with my daughter." What makes you think Anna would want to play with agrown man?" Patrick asked."She wouldn't." Then why are you wasting both your time and mine?"Patrick asked, exasperated."You told me that you were 4'6" tall when you were 11years old," Marion answered, "that's exactly Anna'sheight." What does that have to do with. . " Then what's the matter?" Maybe she's doing a good fucking job!" he snapped."Come on. Don't think she's forgotten about you because I know she hasn't. If she didn't care she wouldn't go out of her way to try to hurt you."Ryan didn't say anything."Come on, don't be in here by yourself. Come back out!"Ryan sighed. "Fine... "When they walked back in Jen was leaving, standing up with her purse on. She looked over at them, her eyes meeting with Ryan's only briefly before she looked away. She. I made it a point to look for the cook, wanting to see her in a whole new light. I remembered the introduction from the Warden and the name Naomi came to mind. I saw her finishing up, taking her apron off behind the counter. She seemed so ordinary, you’d never think she had a dark past at all.I grabbed a tray and loaded it with meat loaf and mashed potatoes, watching her grab a sweater and head out. I imagined the old man was outside waiting to cart off his fantasy from the past and take her to.