“Ah, my dear Dexter. I"m sorry. I thought I told you all about it, but maybe I did not. Our ancestral home is in the mountains, a few kilometres from here. It will not take us too long to reach it. It is something less than it once was and appears less than hospitable compared to its former grandeur, but Alex and I still refer to it as home.”
“Then, for tonight?”
“For tonight, Dexter, there is now just you and I. It"s getting late and the fire is burning low, so perhaps we should follow the example of Karen, and retire for the night?”
As she spoke, Christina"s eyes burned with an intensity that took a firm hold on Dexter"s every emotion and seemed to hold him paralyzed where he sat. His mind began to race, and his mind was taken over by one single, all-consuming desire.
“Come, Dexter,”
