By some trick of the light, the shadow man’s chest appeared to rise and fall with heavy breaths. The clock told her it was noon. Porn Trina. If you can remember anything, anything at all…”
Christine said nothing until the detectives were getting ready to leave. Impatient knocking for a third time, and Christine bellowed “Hold on!” just as her hand closed around the knob. She looked up into the gently swaying branches of the tree. Only in a dream could I talk to you, or be touched by you. Don’t say ‘You don’t know what you want,’ I hate it when you say that.”
“Alright, fine, I’ll drop it. She had cancelled all of her recent appointments to afford more time for painting, but there was still one meeting she couldn’t miss,
