Julie was my waitress that day, but midway through breakfast Allison slid into the booth across from me."I didn't believe you, about your wife I mean,...but from the way she looked at me I could tell she didn't like me and it doesn't make any sense. I don't even know her all that well and I've never done anything to her so I guess it must be what you said, but I do have a question." Go ahead and ask it." If you loved your first wife so much why aren't you still with her?" Because she didn't love. I opened my eyes and looked around. It was dark. There was less moonlight than when Katrina and I went to bed. I reached for her, but she wasn’t there.I slipped out of bed, worried about where she was and what was happening. I remembered the low light spell and used it. The room lit up. No one was there.Panic surged in my chest. I rolled across the bed, ever aware of the door leading to the living room, and looked down at the floor. She wasn’t there either.Something else grabbed my attention:. The choir-mistress quickly recognised my inadequacies and called a halt to the singing, and after turning to Bethany and saying – ‘Would you mind helping Mark with this?’ and receiving a nodding reply – she turned to me. ‘Bethany takes young people for singing and piano lessons, and I’m sure that a few sessions with her would help you find your path through this piece Mark. Would you mind availing yourself of her assistance?’ Well, I just couldn’t believe my luck! Not only was I to be helped. He was hurting me too much so I tried to resist and push him. He has really strong arms but he lost his grip and struck against a table. This made him even wilder during all this procedure we made some noise which would have been noticed by my brother. My husband was not ready to listen anything he held my arm firmly and pushed me against the wall. Now he switched off the lights and only a lamp was dimly lightening our room. I noticed someone was watching from the space above the door. He was.