When George first invited Summer over, they both had only the purest of intentions. It was a warm winter day, but the pure white snow still blanketed ...he ground. The two went into George's sunroom. They cuddled. They held hands. They gazed out to the frozen pond in George's backyard. She laid atop George's chest and felt his heart beating. George had felt his own heart too. He felt it for her. They cuddled and talked for hours. Time had slowed for them. It was the single best time of George's. ’ ‘Okay, Gavin is an asshole.’ ‘He’s your agent.’ ‘Yes. And an asshole. I did not tell him that you…’ ‘Why is he your agent?’ ‘Because he’s a good agent.’ ‘He’s an asshole agent.’ ‘Yes. A lot of agents are assholes. Shocker. Art can be a ruthless game.’ ‘Are you playing a game?’ They were both stunned into silence. Peter pressed his hand up to his forehead. Katie sniffed as a tear rolled down her cheek. ‘I’m…’ Peter began. ‘I trusted you,’ Katie snapped. ‘I invited you into my home on nothing. She was completely lost and could see no trails going away from the cabin. The man holding her arm steered her towards the brook, saying “Wash yerself an’ don’t try to run cause there’s no place t’go.” He untied her wrists and shoved her into the brook. She stumbled and fell face first into the cold water, shivering and sputtering as she surfaced. The water was frigid, and she washed vigorously and quickly with the soap her captors threw her, soaping her hair and body before diving under the. Even the house felt as if it was just waiting for him to get home. She had not realised just how powerful and comforting Dale’s very presence was. She gave up, crawled out of bed and got dressed for work.She walked out to the kitchen to get a drink and stopped to stare at the fridge. Pinned to the fridge door with Dale’s spaceship magnets was an A3 size page. On it, Dale had drawn a great, big, red heart with the whiteboard marker.A purple arrow was stuck through it. In the top half were.