It was that he looked so haunted and confused. Ada could not look at her son in this photo without the visage of the other photo, the photo she’d fo...nd on J. Harvey Kincaid’s nightstand, rising up out of the ether to float alongside it. And her heart stopped beating, if just for a second, each time she looked at one of the photographs of her son’s family. But then Ada would simply tuck the photograph back into her scarf drawer, give a little sigh, and return to her fantasy world. She had longed. I trust you had a nice time.”Clearly, Virginia wasn’t done with me yet. I didn’t know if I resented it, or was relieved that Subservia didn’t appear to mind the events a week ago that I couldn’t fully remember. “Hello,” I said, keeping my voice down in case it drifted. “What are you doing here?”“Did Mistress Virginia not tell you, sir?”Tell me what? I knew she had something up her sleeve.The brunette got to her feet, undoing the top button of her coat. I was struck by an uncanny feeling that I. She was cold enough to not object and turned toward me to allow me to put my arms around her and pull her in close. By midnight, both of our teeth were chattering and sleep seemed to be impossible except for a few minutes here and there. I finally decided to throw all civilities to the wind and came forth with a suggestion that would be shocking to her."Mom," I said, "we are going to freeze to death this way. I don't want to get you upset, but the only way to take full advantage of our body. I stopped to survey the landscape and found a small hill off to my right that would provide me with an advantage spot to observe the inner courtyard of the compound. I made my way to the hill, climbed up the back side, then lay down on my stomach and put the binoculars to my eyes. It wasn’t long before total night fell and I was able to sit up to continue watching. Not much was going on, lights came on one by one in various rooms, I could see shadows moving behind windows, but there was no way.