  The pond was a small one, and it didn't take much above a normal voice to be heard. Hello there.... He looked vaugly familiar, like a memory of a dream. She tilted her head slightly, studying him. Nice face, lean muscualr body. Familiar...and not bad looking either. Not that she was out looking for 'fun.' Don't I know you? She let out a soft, musical laugh. not at him, but at herself. She was still irriated at lucifer, though her drawing had left her langorous, relaxed. She stretched. Time had passed while she'd been idle. Life had gone by. Had the children missed her? Had anyone missed her, thought of her? No worries. The whiskey took the edge off her thoughts. She hadn't drunk much. Wasn't big on drinking like she used to be. Life was good to her here. Life was good to everyone here. |