Catharsis [26]

Tremayne looked as though he were about to answer my question, then caught sight of my homemade climbing gear, and stiffened. I hastened to explain.“I’m sorry, but I needed to… urinate… and didn’t want to dirty your building.”He shook his head slightly, then lowered his chin and shoulders and noticeably relaxed.“There are those who sayContinue reading “Catharsis [26]”