The mansion is empty, the grounds shadowy and the winds moans only add to the drearyness.
"W... what did you do"? Jana asks with genuine concern when I reach the large double doors.
She returned the crystal like I lightly suggested, when she stared at the back of my head, yet it hasn't seemed to quell my ladies frustration.
What is a man to do?
"I lived, I loved and was conqoured" I tell her, not knowing what she is talking about specifically, and not really caring.
If they want to dance in my head, they better know how to boogie.
Jana takes me through the wide living room with fur all over, and into the back where Heela sits on a soft white and gold trimmed chair.
The wide patio is open to the stars and a polite garden, with a park of trees gazing at us from a distance.
She raises her left hand, forcing me to bend to greet her.
She wants me to inhale deeply, she doesn't tell me this.
I know this.
We know this.
