On the same page she described how she came with him the night he stayed and the trembling lost feeling that accompanies it. I want you to understand,... she wrote. It is as if you are alone at sea and a warm cloud sweeps over the waves and lifts you somewhere new and you are helpless, but happy. You will think me silly for writing this, she wrote. But I had never come before you.She wrote in the margin:TEQUIEROMike could not recall everything she wrote about, but he was all the more aroused. I don't know if it's because of a distortion caused by the proximity of the Red Agent but something seems to be distorting the auras in the cabin."The keening sound rose to become a throat wrenching scream that sounded like someone's soul was being ripped from their body. Everyone tensed as the sound trailed off in a panting cry and became the keening sound again."Damn," Ben said softly. Then, shaking his head to dismiss his uncertainty in discerning the auras, Ben said, "All I know for sure is. ”“True. It’s almost time to meet Angie, Lee, and Robby for karate. Thanks for talking to me.”“Anytime, Mike. Trust me, you’ll be on the receiving end soon enough. I have things I need to work through as well.”“Just let me know.”We got up, hugged, and I walked Clarissa to the door. I opened it and she stepped through, then turned.“I think Sandy would very much like to work off some stress with you. And I think you should ask her.”“THAT is your advice on therapy? Break my vow of celibacy?”“It was. Not a huge deal Davie thought and it was a small price to pay to keep making love to the woman he really wanted. Aunt Joy was older than his Mom. At fort-eight she was still a fine looking woman. Just an older looking version of Kate. Like his Mom, Joy had been divorced and lived with her two k**s, His cousins Joel who was twenty four and Gillian who was just turning nineteen. The only difference is that Joy made a lot of money as a financial adviser. She was confident and aggressively pursued.