Jason did his stuff until dusk before letting Charlotte go. He held her in his arms, which was rare when his low hoarse voice sounded in her ears. "You smell nice. You didn't smell like this before."

Charlotte was drained. Half asleep and half awake, she responded in a daze, "Well, maybe it's my new perfume."

Jason's inquiries were still faintly heard in her ears, but the content was vague, and Charlotte found it quite sleep-aiding.

Jason didn't get Charlotte's response and ...