I couldn't help but feel as if I were walking into someone's home, except that instead of a traditionally furnished livingroom, dining room, and parlo...r at the front of the building, each room was filled with intimate, exquisitely set tables. Portraits of long dead Islanders covered the walls, and a quick glimpse into each room as we passed revealed them to be decorated in sumptuous colour schemes: rich reds, deep greens, blue so dark it was almost black. Everywhere china and crystal gleamed on. We all went onto the balcony and started smoking the joint. Karen was happy to see Tyrone and had a big smile on her face. Tyrone took a big puff of the joint and then pulled Karen close to him and blew smoke into her mouth. She was shocked at first but as she was so drunk and now getting stoned on this blunt it’s like she was instantly turned on and horny.then he pulled back and locked lips again with her. She started kissing him back and they both walked inside while kissing and fell onto the. But she knew, just knew, that today was different. Her Uncle Tom, that she hadn't seen since Christmas, was taking her to the zoo. He said that today would be her own special day and that he would take her anywhere. When her first place was quickly refused this was the only other place she could think of.Something was different with everyone's mood today and Uncle Tom had been the first one to say that she needed to get out and do something. Something that would take her away from all those. She trembles and sweats, her chest heaves nervously and each step I take towards her causes her breath to quicken.I've left her alone in the dark for an hour and 21 minutes where she sat without light, without music, and only the sounds my movements in the other room where she wondered what I was doing and when I would return, and the traffic of Yonge Street at her back.I light a candle before closing the door behind me. I don't say a word. I can feel the tension in the room and I know how.