In one way Lucy was glad she'd finally come out on top in a confrontation with Karen. It showed the little bitch she wasn't going to be a complete doo... mat despite her blackmailing. On the other hand Lucy knew Karen was capable of stirring up a lot more trouble for this show of rebellion.After showering and dressing Lucy went downstairs to start the coffee pot and to brew some tea for herself. She was surprised to find Barry up already and drinking his morning cup."Couldn't sleep," Lucy asked. The power must have gone out, that was all.She was sure it happened all the time in these remote places. And the doorswere securely locked. No wild animals could get in. But as she stood in thedarkness, it seemed to grow, to engulf her, bearing down on her, until shefound it hard to breathe. Something did not feel right. The hairs on the backof her neck stood on end. It felt like she was being watched. She twisted thechains that held her, looking around in the gloom, trying to see. As I told him what I did last night he moved his hands down my chest as he pressed his crotch against me. He guided me to the kitchen. Sitting at the table he handed me a glass of Cola and finished his breakfast. He looked at me strangely for a few minutes. I ask what was wrong. Nothing, he said. Just you look much better in the day light. Looking down I blushed. He went to the kitchen and poured me another glass full of drink. Tom finished eating and said we should move to the bedroom. I. "Liz curled up on the couch, pulling her long legs up under her, and glanced behind her out the window, again, cautiously. As Desirée sat in a stuffed chair opposite, Liz was a shadowy silhouette against the glare of the sun through the window behind her."That's exactly what I am, Dezzy," Liz replied. "Exactly that. They're blaming me for what happened to Nancy." Liz lit a cigarette. "At least some people are, and one of them is Clete Anderson." Why, how can he blame you, Liz? You had.