She couldn’t have been more wrong.His loving gaze had vanished in a mask of horror and disgust the moment she told him she was attracted to other wo...en. He’d backed away without a word, ignoring her pleas to talk to her, or look at her, or anything. He left, and just like that, it was over. He had never spoken to her again.Only three weeks distant, the wound was still very much fresh and raw.Her mom said, “We’ll be right downstairs if you need anything.”“Thanks. Go. Aunt Steph will be. Compared to all the other toys, it was monstrous.made in pinkish rubber, just over a foot long, and about as wide across as my wrist, as soon as I saw it it seemed to call out to the darker parts in me.So I went and bought it with a lump in my throat. it weighs quite a bit as well, and with a horny mind I went back home. unpacked it in my car , dropped the wrappings in a public bin, then arrived at my place.it was allready late, so bedtime.. this time it'd take me quite a bit longer then usual. ‘Go on then, go!’ I shouted after her before burying my face in the now cool skin of my father’s neck. I burrowed deep, trying to block out the sun, the wind, even the sound of the river. But mostly to block out the growing feeling of loneliness that was moving in on the heels of Kelsey’s departure. I was so successful that I didn’t even hear her come back, and it was only her shadow falling over my clenched eyes, shade on shade, that alerted me to her return. When I looked up, the sun was. We’ve been flying for sixty minutes, and I’ve done a dozen.” Her smile twitched. “I love puzzles and riddles. It’s… it’s just what I like to do.” I held the book out, and she took it, flicking through it before stopping on the folded paper I used as a bookmark. “Pick one.”I moved to the centre seat and explained the logic behind solving a difficult puzzle but I was aware my explanation made no sense to her. “I’m doing a treasure hunt across Prague tomorrow,” she stated. “But they‘re doing it.