First: A story featuring a male keeper and a female Kept.
Mélanie looked at the brute. She looked at Jasper, still shaking on his feet. She looked at the house.
The storm had died down as suddenly as it had come up.
“She was going to torture my – she was going to torture him. And Keep him, if she could.” She sounded shaky, she knew. She felt shaky. She was still invisible – she thought she was, at least – but she wasn’t going to let that stop her. What was one more ghost in this place, right?
“Yeah, well,” the brute didn’t seem to have a problem talking to an invisible woman, either, “it’s not like he was nice to us.” Continue reading