“Wolfie,” she spoke very softly, “it’s me, Aunt Jenny. Please don’t kill me. I have had a horrible day already.”She leaned back against th... door, and the dog seemed to recognize her, lowered his ears and started wagging his tail. He came over to her and sniffed at her, licking her hand. She breathed a sigh of relief as the big dog turned and trotted back to the family room. It stopped, turned back to her, pacing in and out of the doorway and barking several times.“Do you need to go outside?”. I looked through the peep hole to see Jenny standingthere looking absolutely stunning. I opened the door and the two of usjust stood there staring at each other. Jenny was the first to speak."Alexa you look beautiful tonight" in an almost hushed tone.Barely speaking above a whisper, I remark, "Jenny you are the mostbeautiful woman I have ever seen." I am completely blown away by howbeautiful she is. Her hair is in a little up do as well, with littletendrils of hair dropping down and framing. The scientists couldn’t understand why someone people were affect and others were not. They also could not clean the virus out of the air. People gradually started to accept and understand youngists, as people were calling those affected with the virus. Although they had the behavior of someone much younger then their biological age, they still retained their mentality. They just needed more structure and guidance in their lives just like the children they were acting like. Some nations started. There was no way she’d want to be put through that again. And there was no way he could treat her like Robert had. Controlling her every movement. How could such a brazenly sexy, powerful, sucessful woman want to be treated like that? How could Rachel think Marcus would ever treat her like that?Marcus pulled the pillow down gently. “It’s okay, love. Tell me what you’re feeling.”“I can’t….” Rachel moved the pillow back to her face and whimpered.Marcus had never seen Rachel so upset. .