You know the feeling when you begin to see a person in a new light… they’ve always been there, but they’ve never been like this, never have their blue eyes glowed, never has that smile transfixed you, never has their voice sounded like this. It’s so new. So strange. So wonderful.

 It was a dark and stormy night: the perfect night for a murder.

alive
or at least not dead
I am not sure
I live just yet.

In which Henrietta makes a discovery (or two), a battle is fought, and we eventually arrive at happily ever after.

                                                        -5-