"Mr. S. Mr. S." Sarah interrupted his TV viewing. "That boy, Seth, what do I tell him? Do you want to meet him, like here? While mom and dad are gone? "<br/><br/>She felt his tendrils caressing her hair and slowly tracing the lines of her arms. She might have felt creeped out but he moved with such appreciation that she felt as if she had never known such unbearable love.<br/><br/>At first, he ignored her questions, but she understood he was preoccupied with the news. How could you blame him? He was plastered all over all the channels.