house was absolute now. It was no longer a pris

e whole place smelled of lemon cleaner a

ote on the stainl

te chocolate lava cakes

ve, my final atte

tion. He crumpled it into a tight ball and threw it into the

lish, desperate belief that a simple dessert could some

ive stained-glass window I had commissioned for him. It was a s

thought if I honored her, he might one day see

He stared at the vibrant yellow and gold glass for hours, lost in thoug

His thoughts, unwanted and intrusive, began to drif

seein