‘Are you okay?’ Billy asked, clearly concerned. I nodded. ‘Yeah,’ I said. ‘I’ll be right back.’ I turned and left the garage, before any...ne could ask any questions. I went inside the house, finding the bathroom and locking myself in there, I leaned against the door, trying to catch my breath. I pulled up my sleeve and, using my knife, made a swift slice. I had wanted to let some of the other cuts heel, before cutting this area again. But I needed to feel the release. And it was worth it.. It was sort of our official, unofficial conference room. Just as she had done as a teen, (hell, at nineteen, even married, she was still, technically, a teen) she folded her legs under her and curled up in the corner of the loveseat. She wasn't much bigger now than she'd been at fifteen.As I took my accustomed place at the other end of the well worn loveseat, Tara's face lit with a secret smile.At my querulous look, she said, "Oh! I was just thinking - wondering how many of the nights I. . Sister. You don't mind if I call you Sister, do you? Even though you haven't completed your indoctrination into our church I still look at you as one of my flock." No... I don't mind, Sir. I mean about you calling me Sister. But... I don't know if you'd want me as part of your flock if you knew more about us?" Certainly I would, Sister. And if you just tell me what is bothering you I'm sure I... Jesus can make it all right again."Bernice got up from the chair where she was sitting and went to. Because I'm weak, thought Alice.– What you are...He wasn't wearing anything but a pair of old jeans. His complexion was slim and sinewy at the same time, and Alice was feeling scared by the sense of cold determination emanating from the tension of his muscles. Although he was holding her with more energy than necessary, his face was characterized by an absolute calmness – a state of serenity, she would have said. He was acting naturally, as if there was nothing strange or uncommon in what he.