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"I, uh, I'll see you in the morning." I stood for a second longer, then walked up the stairs and into my bedroom, changed my clothes, and went to bed.

Hours later, I was still lying awake. What was it about this girl? It was driving me mad! Something about her seemed familiar. I just didn't remember it. Perhaps it was in a dream that I had met her? A small glimpse of the future? No, I didn't believe in that kind of thing.

The next morning came all too quickly. I walked down the stairs aimlessly, stumbling over a towel that I had thrown on the floor the previous day.

"Good morning." Alyzae's voice was so innocent. She had no idea what kind of man she was dealing with. Imagine! A sweet girl like her with a crazy man like me. It was impossible.

I rubbed my eyes. "Mornin'. How'd you sleep?" I motioned towards the chairs.

Alyzae chuckled. "Much better than I would have at home." I didn't want to think about that. "And you?"

I stared at the girl. I was constantly amazed at how naïve she was. "Oh, I slept just fine. It's a bit cold upstairs, but nothing too bad." I grinned. I knew what I would do with her. My smile widened as my plan began to develop inside my head.

I once read a story about a man who met a girl, pretended to fall in love with her, and took her maidenhead. Having got what he wanted, he no longer had any need for the girl. While she was sleeping, he tied her to the bed she was on. He began stabbing small holes in her wrists, some puncturing veins, some not. The girl awakened, screaming and thrashing about violently. The man then cut off her feet and mailed them to the girl's mother. He cut up the rest of her body then, and buried the separate pieces in random spots in his backyard.

I had no intention to do that. But the girl did have to die. She had awakened to much emotion inside of me. I couldn't let her go, but I couldn't keep her here. And if she continued to live, then she would continue to disturb me. I could not rest until she was dead.

Having decided that, I felt much better. I spent the next few days smiling constantly, and Alyzae did the same. I grew on her quickly, and it wasn't long before she promised to be with me as long as she lived.

This is what I had been waiting for.

I looked over at her as we sat eating the wonderful breakfast that she had prepared. It was early on a Sunday morning. I would miss her meals, as they were absolutely divine. I shrugged.

Win some, lose some.

The silverware made a dull clinking noise as I sat them down. Alyzae looked at me questioningly. I smiled.

"It is time, my love."

Ha! My love!

Alyzae simply smiled back. "Ok."

I stood and walked her outside to the backyard. I pointed out the wonderful garden that Anastasia had grown, the tree house we had built for our child, the trail of worn grass from the dog running it over and over.