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Deesse de la lune

The words whispered through my mind I’d heard them before Now I heard theht the heavy veil of sleep, tried to surface, to see Who was speaking? What had they said and why?

Bursting awake as if coht, I foundwas there

"A dream," I murmured

I was so sick of dreams

The room was dark; the moon had disappeared and the sun hadn’t yet arisen A secret, lonely hour, which wasn’t night or day or even dawn

The front door closed Before I even knehat I was doing, I jumped out of bed and pulled on my clothes Or as left of them My tank top was shredded, so I helped myself to one of Adam’s, but my breasts tumbled out the armholes, since he’d shredded my bra while he was at it

What had been incredibly sexy last night was merely an annoyance now I ht have been white once but was now kind of gray, and tugged it over lance out therevealed Adarass

This was his place Where was he going?

Tih the house and out the front door

Did I actually believe I’d be able to follow hi I was there? He’d lived here all his life, and while I’d spent a lot of time in some very odd places, I wasn’t exactly the invisible woman Nevertheless, I had to try

Head down, he barely looked where he was going as hewater Was he thinking of ht be? Did I dare tell hiood?

Considering I’d never woken in the daylight with hiht, scaring him off wasn’t hard Why worry about it now?

Dawn broke, spilling muted sunshine across the land There was a chill to the , but soon the heat would rise Ahead tires roared across pavelanced around, uncertain where I was

Adahway I didn’t recognize On the opposite side lay a trailer park

Frowning, I crept forward, catching sight of him just as he opened the door on one of the mobile homes and disappeared

What the hell? Was this where he spent his days? Not in a coffin or a grave or a lair but a trailer park? I hadn’t seen that co

I left the cool shadows of the swa for a sehway

Expecting the trailer park to be run-down, kind of shirass and flowers planted around the bases of most of the mobile homes Each ell kept, clean, even shiny

Tricycles, Big Wheels, Flintstone cars, resided in nearly every driveway Where Adam had disappeared, they had one of each

My eyes narrowed Who lived here? I had a very bad feeling I wasn’t going to like the answer

Te on the door, I refrained Just past six in the , I didn’t want to be rude So I slunk around the side and peeked in theI didn’tcriminal

Cartoons spilled across the TV screen A little boy of perhaps four or five stared avidly at the square yellow blob with a face, legs, and hands that appeared to be dancing under the sea

I cranedAfrican-A cereal into a bowl Her hair had been left natural, forht, attractive Afro around her pretty face She couldn’t have been hteen, maybe twenty

I returned y, his skin kissed by the sun I couldn’t see his eyes He could be hers

Hers and -

The young woman’s head came up as Adam appeared, his hair slicked back from his face, a towel around his neck Chest bare, he noore jeans instead of slacks

"Daddy!" the child screeched, and left the cartoons behind to launch himself into Adam’s arms

I didn’t realize I’d stopped breathing until black dots shiain I should sit down, put ainst the ceaze fro to Ada his waist, and Adaainst the boy’s hair The love on his face caused a tiny sob to escape

Adaain I crouched below the , breathing as shallowly as I dared, listening for the creak of a door, but nothing happened

So I sat on the ground, dangled et out of here So to discoverroo with

A snort of laughter erupted He’d been angry when he thought I washim What was his excuse?

"Maybe they aren’t married," I muttered

Which was no excuse

He’d lied to h I hadn’t asked if he was involved, nevertheless, wasn’t it good form to mention it? He definitely should have mentioned the child

Of course Ada, made clear he didn’t lovebefore it mattered that he had a son and a live-in woman Maybe she didn’t care if he played around But I did

A thought niggled at the edge of ht of that little boy’s s, "Daddy!"

But I couldn’t Fro ht the love of my life in bed with another woman

I cursed, forced myself to my feet, and took a deep breath I’d head back to the s, and uide, find the freaking loup-garou, put a leash around its neck, and deliver the beast to Frank All without ever seeing Adaht into hiain Neither one of us spoke

I liftedhimself directly in front of me

"What are you doin’ here?" he asked

"Get bent"

"You followed me"

"Dub," I muttered, which was so constructive but the best I could think of right now

"You shouldn’t have"

I was teed to stop rabbedover his shoulder as if afraid soood it did

"You have to go"

"Daht I’ll explain"

"Don’t bother" I pulled free