*Micah*
Her enthusiasm is tangible. I can feel her fairly bouncing on the seat opposite me, the effect of each movement is tiny vibrations going through the seat and into me. My brother had ensured that not only a message was delivered but a comfortable car as well. A soft blanket and a bottle of champagne had been waiting inside, which perplexed me a bit. Surely, Aaron doesn’t think I am delicate and need to be coddled, although I am grateful they are available for Isa’s use.
I am still having a hell of a time believing how I had babbled on in response to such a simple question. One sentence would have been enough. “I came across a murdered woman once and it fired my imagination”.
Only it hadn't … not at the time. The sight of her pale and drawn skin, her limbs cold and stiff, had numb
