> Derek peered around her into the kitchen. "I think it would best if we
> spoke elsewhere," he said. "Let's go into the parlor." He led the way
and
> once they were inside closed the double doors. Then he took a seat in one
> of the chairs, his favorite one though he wasn't sure anyone else know it
or
> not, not that it mattered. "Please sit down Rachel." He paused allowing
> her time to get comfortable before proceeding. "I think it would be a
good
> idea if you and Kat stayed here a bit longer, rather than going back to
your
> house."
>
> Derek
Rachel
I gave him a look hard look, drawing my dressing gown more tightly around
me, "what earthy reason would there be for me to do that?" I asked him,
already my earlier discomfort was resurfacing. "You know I don't like to
expose Kat to the things that go on here for too long. It's not good for
her."
