CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN

We got back to the house and it was as usual stressed out and tired, My body couldn't bear the ache that came with it, I could withstand it but it was much more, maybe it's because I hadn't done such a strenuous job in days, Nick looked fine though he was strong and I knew he wanted to behave like a man, it was funny though. "When do we read this? I'm getting anxious." I said, to Nick as we got on the bed, "Tomorrow should be okay we'll have the whole day to ourselves." He said, "All alright then." I said, "Baby what happened today at the centre that made you pass the other route? I knew someone was being beaten to death but what had he done that warranted that treatment?" I continued. "He was found to have impregnated his wife and after his wife got killed he spoke about the maniac out loud in public. And he was given the death penalty." Nick said, and I could see the worry in his eyes, "This is getting out of hand, and we have to do something quick, If not we'll all end up dying from