And think about the trouble THAT will cause!”I saw Michelle cringe slightly at my reference to ‘all the girls’ and knew I’d have to talk to he... about it, and probably before my trip. And Jessica, unfortunately, reacted, apparently forgetting Michelle was in the back seat.“Jeri and Howard!” Jessica gasped. “He doesn’t know, does he?”I really had to continue the conversation, and I could see serious concern in Michelle’s face.“No, he doesn’t. And neither does Gary. Or, I’m sure, Chris Gibson’s. "Get up," she said.I slowly slid from the comfy warmth of the bed and stood next to her.I looked down and saw, well, me, but a me I hadn't seen in a while. It was me at ten, maybe nine, skinny hairless body, so thin and pale, a dangly pink flesh nub between my legs, as close to sexless as you could be and still have a penis."You must be cold," she said.I wasn't, but she handed me a pink satin robe and I slid into to it, the lovely slippery feeling surrounding me.It was the oddest feeling,. The delicate throat worked convulsively to tamp it down with resolute finality.“Good morning,” came his smooth greeting.For the life of her, she did not have the ability to look at him. Pure revulsion churned her insides. Her head lifted, aiming at the painting behind him. “You’re late,” the unfair accusation escaped unbidden.His brows crumpled at her dry tone, but he did not divert his eyes from her which provoked waves of multi-layered reactions in her badly-slept body. “It’s hardly eight in. “I murdered them all. When I came back to life, I didn’t even think about you caught in that bear trap until they were all dead.”“It sounds to me like self-defense since they attacked you first,” Jake told her. “Béla, I don’t believe you’re evil. You’re not an abomination, either.”He looked from side to side, as though he was taking her wings into consideration. “You are, however,” he said, smiling down at her, “the world’s greatest Drama Queen!”She stared up at him, surprise registering on her.