The smile didnot touch his eyes. I could not even be sure if truly broke theimpassive plain of his grim features."I did not mean to alarm you," he tol...d me with a soft, strangelysensual voice. "I thought I would be alone at this hour."I simply nodded, and then he brushed by me without another word.I turned to watch him go, but he was already lost in the growing fogthat always seemed to shroud the cemetery after the sunsets. He hadmade almost no sound in passing, and I could hear nothing but. I’m sure we’ll see one or two before the day is out” said Gemma.Before Keith could think of anything else to say Gemma asked another question and one that made Keith blush just a little bit.“And how was that Georgie woman last night?” Gemma asked as she gave Keith a very telling little wink of the eye. “Is she as good at suckin’ dick as they all say she is?”Gemma was not only looking at Keith as she asked this question but at her dad as well.Keith looked out the window at the passing trees and. I remember one evening in particular, we were discussing the lack of hygiene at festivals. They do provide showers, but I imagine they're very basic rubbish ones, as you'd expect I've never used them so I wouldn't know. Vicki then said something that really piqued my interest, "Maybe that's the reason everyone's always fucking at festivals, the natural pheromones bringing out people's a****l sides" Everyone laughed at that, and it may be my imagination but I swear she shot me a bit of a knowing. "What have Idone?" She sobbed. Then she threw herself on the bedand cried herself to sleep.---She felt very cozy, hugging her pillow as she usuallydid, to get out of bed. "What a weird dream," shesaid as she gazed blurry eyed to where the mirror hadbeen. It was gone now. Even the carton it came in wasgone, only a crumpled up newspaper lay on that spot.She sighed and stretched out her arms.The room looked bigger. This made her apprehensive.Slowly, she lowered her head and saw she had.