and Patra’s eyes are still glowing red and together they have gone far
away in their tiny minds but no one has noticed.
Statue like they are reflections of what lay crouched at the bottom of these
stairs. Marilyn has noticed immediately that the dogs have not followed her
on her bicycle ride to find the Captain.
She felt there is something out of place. Maybe just a silly feeling of being
abandoned as often in the afternoon heat the bitches leave her alone so they
can doze lazily in the shade.