Watching Rhys. She started coming here in winter, when the school swimming season was well and truly over. She'd bring an A3 sketchbook and work fro...m memory, drawing birds,friends, still lifes. It was quiet, and the occasional beam of sunlight would finger through a window and reflect off the lapping salted water. Then, one day, a thunderous splash distracted her. She looked up, startled, to see a slender, muscular body coursing its way through the water, a head occasionally rising above. "You go to your room right now and we will see what your father has to say when he gets home."I was going to say, "Fuck you" and leave the house, but then I decided that it was time that I had it out with my father. I was going to be eighteen in two weeks and graduation was one week after that and then I was going to be gone from the house and away from Yolanda so I didn't give a shit if I got tossed out or not.I heard my dad come trudging up the stairs a little after six and he knocked on the. .. of the moon.” She closed her eyes, and fell into each soft note. A very delicate piece of music, like floating on clouds. “Quite the famous piece, played everywhere and used in media all over the world.”“I’ll have to take your word on that, Madam Turio. The past fifty years left little in the way of exposure to media.”“ ... did you hide in a hole the whole duration of your secrecy, Burksen?”“Mostly. I realized Devil’s Corner was usually ignored by Kindred, and the tunnels beneath it. So I. The clatter and whine of electric milk floats leaving the dairy 3 doors away woke us as usual, it happened 6 days in every week and it was always the same time each day. We hugged and kissed, before she leapt out of bed, snatched up her night dress and slid it on before rushing off to our toilet. I lay bemused, relaxed, and amazed, hoping against hope this would not be a one off. That would be too cruel. I heard the toilet flush and her clattering the kettle onto the stove, time to get started..