Back at the cabin he would prepare something digestible and have a couple of drinks to help him sleep at night. But the answer to his problem continue... to evade him. He was stuck in "I can't hide from it but can't live with something I don't understand" kind of a situation but there was something nagging at him, as if he had missed something. Or was he afraid of being alone in this late age of life when perhaps companionship mattered more than anything else?The next afternoon again found him. She put up a minimal struggle and then her body completely relaxed and lost all muscle tone. Alice attempted a mind scan, but the woman was dead. The man set his alarm clock and lay down and went to sleep beside the woman's corpse.The man woke up when the alarm went off, showered, and got dressed. He checked outside to be sure that he would not be seen, and got the corpse from the bed and put it on the passenger seat of his car. He drove off and Alice stopped following him. She had seen all of. Well as fate plays a great hand in things, it would so happen the sweet caring Sofia would find her back into the house right across the street once again. Times have changed I was no longer a boy but a young adult molding into a man. She was elegant as ever, dark rich skin showing the roots of her Hispanic heritage, long curly hair that hung about to her curvy hips, sweet red lips that looked as if they were pulled from some painting or a great work of art un-comprehendible to me, and eyes. As the customers thinned out I decided to get me a new jacket. As I browsed through the coat rack I noticed that feeling of being watched. I purchased a coat and while at the cashier I noticed a woman near the coat rack where I had been, she was obviously watching me. She was beautiful. She was black, wearing a green business pant suit and black pumps. At 5'9" 140 lbs, and about 30 she was too pretty to be a store detective. I finished with my purchase and left the store. I walked around for.