Would you dance with the devil?
My eyes snapped open.
I had heard a voice in my head asking me this absurd question.
And yet, it felt like it should have caused me to remember something.
I shook my head to rid myself of the thoughts invading me once again.
I had promised myself not to think of any of this while on this trip.
The first two days had gone rather well, with Laura keeping me busy and my mind off things.
But now, while I was alone having lunch, I had somehow drifted in my mind enough for the thoughts to come back.
Sighing I finished my coffee and nibbled on my toast suddenly not that hungry anymore.
I paid for my uneaten meal and left to take a walk on the deck, hoping that the sea would calm me a bit.
I stood at the railing, watching as the waves crashed against the
