She woke with a start, unable to pinpoint a reason for her heightened sense of alarm. The house sounded silent and it struck her as unusual. The dull base of the television no longer vibrated through the wooden floorboards and Hana sat up. Not trusting Tama, she needed to account for his whereabouts. The silence seemed ominous
Hana poked her head through the curtains of the bed, tugging them aside to put her feet on the rug. Their bedroom door moved against a draught from the hallway and Hana looked down at her nakedness and swallowed. She remembered Logan shutting the door behind him and glanced across at his dark head on the pillow. He groaned in his sleep and rolled onto his back, pushing a hairy knee out of the covers. Hana snatched up her clothes and pushed herself into them. She mov
