“So Eric, what do you think about my little establishment?” Mrs. Day-Sea asked as we slowly rolled away from the farmhouse. “It is a beautiful ...iew, Mrs. Day-Sea,” I answered and she laughed. “Which one?” she replied and I realized she had caught me looking at her breasts a long time ago. “I didn’t know I could still get a young stud as yourself to turn his head.” She said with a laugh and gave me smile. Did she just call me a stud? I tried to pick my words carefully. “You are still a. I took and was about to leave out to waiting lounge, I heard her talking to herboss that “Boss can I go home? I’m not feeling well actually looking at hercondition her boss granted here permission to go home.So after I got receipt I was waiting out inlounge and in some time I got my cell repaired and it was returned to me bythe female who took it at service desk. She was ready to leave I guess because shetook her purse and other belongings. I took my cell and checked and it was workingfine.. "You're welcome," I said.Then I leaned in and kissed her.I meant it to be a normal kiss. I know that sounds stupid. What's a normal kiss, after all? I guess that what I mean by that is that I meant it to be a kiss that lasted a couple of seconds and then ended, so we could talk some more. The talking part had been going really well, you know?But it wasn't that kind of kiss at all. Instead it turned out to be one of those "I hope you brought a lunch, because you're going to be here a while". Queenie was going to die, but I would have Sister Stella to lean on. That comforted me just the slightest.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Friday, June 17th, 2072 – Rex GlassnerQueenie's mumblings had stopped. Her breathing was shallow. I feared she would never wake up. The tent reeked of sweat and sickness after two days, a foul miasma that turned my stomach. Reina bathed Queenie's temple, my sister's face filled with despair. I felt that same yawning darkness inside me. My beautiful wife was.