"if they catch us," he cautions, "they will surely kill us. and that, my precious, is no dream." he whispers these awful-beautiful things with his deep velvety voice and familiar half smile, before light seems to bleed from him for an instant. then he is gone. i wake with his warnings in my ears and knots knitted tightly in my stomach. for so long i have been able to hide away from trouble.....but what happens when trouble finds me?All Rights Reserved