Mice nested in faded old chairs. Rotted old books mouldered in a warped old bookcase. Everywhere was covered in the white sticky strands of spider web...s.This had been built as an outpost, but at some point had become someone's home. In the old days it was a frequent occurrence. Knights that had distinguished themselves during the war were rewarded with small freeholds. Now it was nothing more than a ruin. Some tragedy had befallen this household in the past. The residue of that evil still lay in. I noticed something else that was very interesting, something that had also happened the day before. The mother would get in the SUV and have the engine running, still in the garage with the door open, and would have to honk several times before the girl would come running out to the car.Before the SUV could back out of the driveway, I started my car and drove away. No need to follow anymore. I knew where the woman was going. I drove straight to Sandra’s office building and was waiting. They continued talking, making small talk for a few minutes, before the conversation turned to their lives. The conversation flowed nicely each telling the other intimate details of their lives. They laughed as Brian told Abby an amusing story from his child-hood and as they locked eyes the laughter slowly died. Abby licked her lips and Brian’s eyes followed her tongue before sliding his eyes down her throat. His eyes went lower to the enticing bit of chest that was shown by her pink tank top,. Eventually with all the proddingand jeers, they had little choice but to give in andkiss so that everyone would let them alone. But notfive minutes later the instigator was back again withher mistletoe making them kiss again, then again andagain over the next hour or so. Although she wasslightly miffed about being setup to meet this man, inher heart she knew that later she would have to thankLee.The trip down memory lane brought her forward toanother night, a night in late March or early April.