Somehow this was more frightening than the odd noises Katrina had half heard in her sleep, and as the young girl stood in the thick gloom, staring ove... the railing at the floor below, a chill ran down her spine. Yet somehow, she felt compelled to descend into the deeper darkness. Somehow Katrina knew that she would never sleep well without knowing what had awakened her.Creeping down the stairs, the girl wrinkled her nose, the pungent odour rising again, this time thicker, heavier in the air.. "Can someone look at this and see if they can open it?" I motion to thecollar of the nightie. "I have been trying to get it off forever."Stewart turns me around and looks at the neckline. He pushes the clasparound and I feel the collar loosen. It's off. The damn thing is off! Istart pulling at the sleeves."Hold on a sec," Stewart says, "or you'll rip it. There are buttons."I feel him working the buttons free behind me. No sooner does he say"Done!" than I pull the sleeves down over my hands and. "You pace when you're worried," Kristen said, knowing my moods. "What are you worried about?" Lynette."Kristen nodded.As if on cue, Patty arrived at the main house. Lynette was notable in her absence."Where's Lynette?" June, Kristen, and I said simultaneously."She's in the car. She's thinking about going to her family's home." Lynette's home is here," Kristen said. She started to get up from the sofa where she was sitting but winced in pain very quickly."You should have a doctor look at that,". I loved him, and I knew he had opened a place so vulnerable and deep to me, that he had shown a part of himself that he thought ugly and human, knowing there was a chance I might hurt him. I didn’t have words for that, that’s why I kissed him. That kiss, I suppose, was where I explained it to him-bathing his tongue with my own, I whispered to him that I would take care of him, running my tongue along the sharp points of his teeth, I murmured that I knew he had the power to hurt me, and I didn’t.