“How did you know?”“It’s in the will,” Bill said, coming around the back of the tent.“Charlie’s will?”“Yes,” Bill said.“Where di... the lantern and tent come from?” I asked, “And how did I get in bed?” I took a fork of omelet and spread it on the toasted bread, added a fork of hash browns and a spoon of mild salsa, folded the slice of bread over the mix and took a bite. “Mmmm, that’s tasty.”The lantern and tent ... and the Coleman stove ... all came from the metal storage shed behind the summer. He has taken it, and she is his. “Did you eat Sara?” Justin asks. Of course she didn’t eat, how could she eat? The anxiety of seeing him and being in his space, has tied her all up. She almost threw up for crying out loud! “ A little,” She replies “Well, we’re stopping to get you something to eat, you’ll need your energy for what I have in-store for you,” He says with a wink, that sends her entire body on fire. They pick a little diner, Sara’s head is spinning her stomach is in knots. The. The knife handle filled with his blood in the same manner as the one still buried in her own stomach.Gazing into each other’s eyes, each let go of the knife in the other’s stomach and grasped the handle of the knife in their own. At the touch of her own hand, she felt the blade inside her changing – forcing a space open inside her. It wasn’t cutting, now, it was simply… expanding. She gasped at the sensation, still staring into Sibilius’ eyes and seeing a similar reaction on his face.“With this. Her hands on his chest, his hands on her hips, she looked into his eyes and could read his thoughts, they both wanted this to last forever. Their movements were slow and measured him meeting every thrust. Like music from the beginning of time, a rhythm known by all. A sound began in her throat, his eyes were fixed on hers, as she arched her back he reached up to hold her breasts. Her breath in ragged gasps, her body quivering with pleasure, she allowed her mind to float free. As she tightened.