She looked at Dan seemingly sulking and she walked up to him. She placed her hand under his chin and lifted it up.”I’m sorry I over-reacted.” Sh...e smiled into his eyes. “A massage may be just what I need. Come one.”She offered him her hand and pulled him up and then led him up the stairs.”You know, i’ve never had a ‘professional’ massage before.” Jen teased her son.”Aww Mom.. I’m not a pro. I told you I just took some classes.””Ok then. A semi-pro.” Jen laughed. “i’ve never been given a massage. It probably would pass for a mansion these days with its high ceilinged rooms and ornate plaster work. The main stairway was wide and seemed to float unsupported to the upper floors, and several first-floor rooms had huge, dangling chandeliers with cut glass bobs and decorations.Captain Foster and his small company occupied the house and raided the well-stocked cellar at once. I do not believe that we were told that any members of the family remained although their house slaves were certainly. "Yes!" hissed Clyde with satisfaction."No!" cried Charles aloud. "Everyone stop fucking right now!"Everyone stopped moving. Everyone that is, except for Clyde Walker. Clyde winced with pain."What the fuck?" Clyde screamed out in surprise, clutching his forehead as he did.Charles was surprised as well. He was surprised to see Clyde respond to his command like that. It made him wonder. He was also surprised by what he saw behind Clyde. Someone else had winced in pain, someone who had been hiding. “Franc?”She keeps talking, ignoring me.“Franc?” I tapped her leg. “Hey.”“Oh! Sorry! Yeah?”“What the hell was that?”“What was what?”“That kiss?” I’m trying to look at her and drive at the same time. “What was that?”“Oh.” She looks confused. “Sorry. I thought...” She shrugs. “Right. Stupid me.”Her cell phone rings before I can ask what she’s talking about and she answers it. I don’t know what the subject is because she gives the same one-word answers she gives me on the phone. When she hangs up,.