It’s been a popular restaurant since the sixties. The owner is second-generation, now.”“That’s kinda neat.” Aja placed her hand on Jason’s... knee and stroked his thigh.“Hey -- no distracting the driver.” She snatched her hand away. “I was only kidding.”“Don’t even joke about that sort of thing.”“I’m sorry, Aja. Feeling a little more relaxed?”“A little.”“Here’s the place, now.”“There’s a little grocery, a gas station and the inn,” she remarked.“And, a handful of houses. The food here is really. "I love the rain, especially when it’s a warm rain." "Me too. I love to go out and play in it, like a little kid." Gabriel shyly glanced over at her. "I know this place. No one ever goes there except for me. It's perfect if you just want to go and play in the rain.” He had never had a chance like this before in his life. She was beautiful and Gabriel had a fetish for Goth girls. Granted he was just some guy in a car that she had never even met before. She could be thinking that he was. Even though it wasn’t anywhere near the size of the cathedral in England I would later visit, it still was an awesome sight to behold for the first time.There weren’t too many people there yet, and even if there had been a hundred or so, I doubt anyone would have known because the place was so large.“Hey, Tim,” Eric began as we set out to explore the place. “You never did say if you talked your mom out of going nude at the reception.”“Shit, Eric. That wasn’t what my dad and I were arguing with. I stepped out into the kitchen, listening to the sounds of the house. I had spent hours when I first came to this country, sitting in the dark thinking and listening to the old house. I was as familiar with its creaks as I was with my own body. I stood for a few minutes listening but couldn't hear anything out of place, so I went to the back door and locked it. Then I headed through the hall to the foyer in the dark, not making a sound. I got to the front door and looked out through the.