Barbara Numbers

DANTE:

I couldn’t believe Elowen would think that of me. I wasn’t in any way pure, and I didn’t expect her to be. There was something about her that drew me to her that night and it made me want her, but now I can’t help but think it was a mistake.

“Daddy, I know you are angry, but I think we need to talk,” Guilia said, and I looked to see her standing by the door with her face drawn down.

“I think it’s best if we leave whatever for later,” I said, but she wouldn’t leave.

“Can I at least come in?” She asked, and I sighed.

“Yes, come in.”

She walked in and sat down on the bed. Then she stared at me while I paced around the room.

“You are doing that thing again, and this time it isn’t about business, so I think you should tackle your problems gently, because you are dealing with someone very delicate,” she said, and I paused.

“What are you talking about?”

“You, and Elowen.” She blurted out. “I’m sorry if I’m intruding, but you need to talk to her right now,” she said, and then she stood