It’s a reimagining of the Iliad that follows the relationship between two grieving men at war: Achilles and Priam. It came out years ago, but I’ve...not read it.”“I’ve read some of his poetry.”“I bought Ransom when I was in the CBD a week or ten days ago.”“Just frittering away our resources!”“Absolutely! Think of what my paperbacks run compared to your art books!” He reached over and tickled her. “But I’ll take out the difference in trade!”“No. No! Not now. And don’t tickle me!”When they had. “Shhh…”She stirred. Did someone just say something? Or was she dreaming that someone said something?“Shhh…”She heard it again. She opened her eyes. It was still dark in her bedroom, but she could see the reflection of her alarm clock in something.It was a pair of eyes, just above her face. She saw the reflection of the numbers in those eyes.“Shhh…don’t say a word. Don’t be afraid.”She didn’t recognize the voice. But in a way she did. It had been too many years, and their chats had only been. Those things never leave you alone. They're the trolls of the lake world. Everything is fine.Billy probably just dropped his hat in the water then realized he forgot something and left to go get it. Maybe he didn't have enough beer or bait. I knew none of that really had much logic but still, sometimes we just had to tell ourselves a lie in order to get by.Hesitantly I slowly lowered my feet back into the warm bath-like water, sinking them under the surface with a small splash, but I was still. Jake stood, holding his stomach taut and enjoying her attentions for a moment. Ever since Béla had gotten lost on that mesa two days ago, she had been quiet and subdued. He couldn’t even interest her in a game of darts (in her version, of course, she was the dartboard).Her hand strayed down and brushed against the tip of his cock. Jake was hard and ready to mount her right now, but this was as adventurous as Béla had been for awhile, so he decided not to force her and let her proceed at her own.