Glitches: Spectrum

The Story

Leah creates a unique invention that blends technology and science to provide emotional, recreational experiences to consumers called Spectrum and is a revolutionary in her field.  She has the perfect life, a bursary from one of the leading scientific institutes to enable her to complete her work and an extremely supportive fiancée called Zidane, who not only supports her work but also subsidies a lot of the overheads.  The exploration of the various emotional landscapes Leah has created, pushes not only the boundaries of science and technology but also starts to impact upon her relationship however as she tests Spectrum in an attempt to perfect her creation and engages in her own fantasy, adventure environment, prior to Spectrum's potential sale.

Throughout Leah's exploration, inside the artificial world of Spectrum, she delights in her interactions with the multitude of hybrid creations she has formulated and her encounters with some of the handsome, fictitious male guides that lead her through the various emotional planes as she very quickly becomes seduced by some of her very own creations.  Her dedication to Spectrum and the financial windfall she hopes it will provide to lubricate the couple's future is not without sacrifices however and those sacrifices start to have an impact upon her real romantic relationship as her time is fully consumed and her needs are met by fictitious male lovers inside Spectrum whilst Zidane's real needs in real life, clearly aren't.

A bidding war starts to erupt as the final sale of Spectrum looms upon the horizon and Leah revels in the multitude of offers she receives as she seeks to seal the deal which will provide the couple with a financial safety net for not only their dream wedding but also to raise their future offspring.  But Spectrum has one last farewell surprise for Leah, due to her fictitious meanderings which she soon discovers has much deeper implications and even some real life ramifications that she could not have predicted and certainly never, ever expected.

Some desires can cost us everything....     Written by Jill Thrussell.

 Glitches Series:

The Glitches Series explores the possible facilitation of technology and things that can potentially go wrong when technology behaves in unexpected manner due to Glitches, it also includes an underlying exploration of how human beings control and interact with that technology when 'the end justifies the means' approach is applied to technological developments and their implementation and examines how that can result in both negative and positive outcomes.


Spectrum's Emotional Planes:

* The Joyful Dance

* The Sea of Sorrow

*  The Maze of Trust

* The Meadows of Surprise

* The Disgusting Dimension

* The Fearful Forest

* The Ark of Anticipation

* The Bay of Wrath


"According to the legend of forgotten storms, it's said that all the lost souls that drown at sea are carried through the waves to rest in the Sea of Sorrow."  He explained.  "The Sea controls the journey you embark on here and once you start it, you have to complete it.  I have no control over the Sea of Sorrow." ~ Jill Thrussell

The pitch black, jet coal colored doors were large and heavy as they creaked and groaned when Leah pushed them open as they released an expression of tiredness and fatigue, weary from all the years they had stood upright to preserve the entrance to the majestic building they guarded. ~ Jill Thrussell

The strange, striking, voluptuous woman glanced at Leah and laughed as she threw some iron chains towards her.  Leah caught the iron chains in her hands and they immediately coiled and wrapped themselves around her arms like a snake, it was almost as if they were a living, breathing creature.  She was slightly unsure for a moment whether to embrace the strange, alien offer of friendship the iron chains offered or totally reject it, through fear of future negative ramifications which might only present themselves at a later point in time and she stepped back as she hesitated slightly. ~ Jill Thrussell

“Our battle is being waged against the puerile disgustingness of the Disgusting Dimension and we are trying to furnish it with joy, refinement and civility. It's an ongoing battle for good manners, well groomed appearance and adherence to civil etiquette every single day."  He explained. ~ Jill Thrussell

“Right does everyone have their civil etiquette handbooks, bags of joy and transformation toolkits?" He asked as he held up a small golden book, a bright golden star and a small black velvet bag which almost overflowed with the glowing, golden substance it contained which seemed to wriggle around as he spoke. ~ Jill Thrussell

“Squirrels always protect their nuts.“ ~ Jill Thrussell

Leah had been patient and dedicated and for the past month as her ship had been firmly steered towards the port of completion and she tottered upon the brink of realization as she'd worked enthusiastically and tirelessly upon the final few elements required to actually perfect Spectrum and her prototype. ~ Jill Thrussell

When the two had met and Zidane had initially dated her, many years ago, they had both been in attendance at the same university and he'd wooed her with generous helpings of charm and grace, which had accompanied his external good looks and won her heart over completely.~ Jill Thrussell

Those seedy dates usually occurred inside the various student bars that surrounded the campus, where cheap alcohol would quite often be utilized as a lubricant to enable quick, casual, tacky flings that would often result in tears, regrets, heartbreaks and sometimes even, unplanned pregnancies. ~ Jill Thrussell

Leah quickly spooned two large lumps of butter on top of the cobs of hot sweetcorn that sat delicately at the side of each plate as she generously adorned them with fat, it certainly wasn't very healthy but the butter sure tasted dam good.~ Jill Thrussell

Zidane's words struck a deep chord inside Leah's heart as the opera of romance started to play and vibrate within her as his heavy breath caressed her skin, laden with intense passion and desire as it seductively tickled one of her cheeks.~ Jill Thrussell

After the accident, depression had drowned Zidane's thoughts and emotions as waves of sadness had consumed and engulfed him and his heart had then plummeted rapidly further down into the murky depths of despair. ~ Jill Thrussell

His body and emotions had somehow become crippled and totally drained, due to the non-physical injury he'd suffered as his life had suddenly became empty, void and completely meaningless due to one deadly, foul, heart-wrenching, soul crushing weekend which had been filled with horrific events that Zidane had absolutely no control over. ~ Jill Thrussell

Somehow, Leah had managed to resuscitate Zidane from the brink of death as she'd breathed life back inside him in a manner that healed him, through just her very presence and over the course of time, he'd somehow been actually restored and revitalized to his former self. ~ Jill Thrussell

He never demanded more from Leah and he absolutely never complained and Leah knew without a shadow of a doubt, no other man would have accepted such a romantic relationship or tolerated those terms and conditions to actually keep one alive. ~ Jill Thrussell

Leah was a firm believer that the world shouldn't even function before nine in the morning and her sleeping patterns fully aligned with her philosophical beliefs. ~ Jill Thrussell

Lots of the sacks were stained a deep, crimson red from the blood of the dead animals they contained and as the horses moved forward, blood from the carcasses continued to seep out onto them as the animals even upon their death, decorated their graves with the liquid remnants of their slaughter. ~ Jill Thrussell

For some reason, Leah noticed as she walked, dabbling and delving deeper inside the world of the Joyful Dance, although it had been amazingly interesting, deliciously enjoyable, intensely engaging, highly fascinating and extremely pleasant, had completely worn her out and hence she quickly decided, testing Spectrum environments wasn't something she should actually do, every single day. ~ Jill Thrussell

When Leah arrived outside the lounge, she smiled as she prepared to see Zidane, the couple certainly didn't have a huge banqueting hall and the bedroom they shared was a world away from the elaborate living quarters Leah had just seen inside Spectrum but the home they lived in was pleasant enough as their companionship and love adorned it with more jewels than any crown could possibly hold.~ Jill Thrussell

Leah's first exploration of Spectrum, for that day was now technically over and now she knew it was time for her reality, now it was real time and Zidane the real man in her real life, would definitely really be waiting for her and that was definitely worth far more and far more precious to Leah than any artificial, royal title that Spectrum could ever possibly offer her. ~ Jill Thrussell

Each object inside the forest was adorned in vibrant lush, green dresses and auburn, brown suits as each tree trunk, branch and blade of grass stood to attention, positioned in the exact spot they'd been assigned to, almost as if they seemed to wait for whatever might or might not actually happen next. ~ Jill Thrussell

Emerald, green leaves which coated each of the trees, wafted around gently in the air as they seemed to wave at Leah, almost as if they were welcoming and greeting her as the light breeze teased them and tugged away at their edges playfully. ~ Jill Thrussell

Uncertainty quickly wound itself around Leah steps as she suddenly forced herself to move forward and venture deeper inside the forest in order to explore some of the mysteries it might conceal as she attempted to find a way to kick-start her journey. ~ Jill Thrussell

The noises seemed to grow louder with each step Leah took as she walked deeper into the lush green foliage that surrounded her and before very long, the sounds she could hear, vibrated extremely loudly through the air as they crescendoed and erupted into a volcanic opera of growls and her body trembled in fear in unison with each sound. ~ Jill Thrussell

A rustle on a tree nearby suddenly made Leah's head turn and she quickly noticed a bright, orange snake perched proudly upon a branch that curled and wound its body around the brown, leafy stick it had actually taken a liking to. ~ Jill Thrussell

Instead of arriving at the tree and collecting the key as Leah had planned, the ground had suddenly swallowed her whole, with absolutely no warning at all and now she was being chewed up by a muddy, slippery, circular tunnel that pushed her further down a spiralling, slippery slope, towards the heart of the earth. ~ Jill Thrussell

The sea of mud and dirt that Leah had actually landed upon, she quickly realized was certainly not friendly or even stable enough to walk upon and had absolutely no intentions of allowing her to actually do so. ~ Jill Thrussell

Leah lay completely still as she panted and tried to recuperate as the mud had sapped her physical energy completely and the intensity of her battle with the dark, brown substance had actually caused her body to ache slightly as she'd attempted to escape it's clutches. ~ Jill Thrussell

The root rope which dangled down in front of Leah, from the muddy ceiling above her head, remained totally uncooperative, almost as if it was waiting for Leah to make a decision, unwilling to move until reached for as it politely avoided making any kind of contribution towards her internal deliberations. ~ Jill Thrussell

Whatever battle this squirrel had engaged in, it sure hadn't been pretty and there was still a chance that the attacking offender was in close proximity, not only to the squirrel but also to Leah herself. ~ Jill Thrussell

Deep lines were etched into the gypsy woman's weather beaten face as Leah glanced at her curiously for a moment, each line almost appeared to be engraved into her flesh as Leah was gently reminded somewhat of the road lines that usually appeared upon a street map. ~ Jill Thrussell

"A grain of appreciation is like a ray of sunshine my dear." Gretchen explained as she smiled. "Cleans away all the cobwebs." ~ Jill Thrussell

"Little spurts and spouts." Roto explained. "Not like lava erupting from a volcano or anything. I'm not old enough to unleash a lake of fire yet." ~ Jill Thrussell

"Now you have to actually eat an apple." Roto quickly reminded her as he smiled. "Break that ugly curse." ~ Jill Thrussell

“How do you actually survive down here?" Leah asked. "What do you actually eat?” She asked the question but almost as soon as Leah had asked, she regretted it as the answer she imagined would probably be something quite foul, definitely putrid and certainly not something she would actually want to know about. Leah smiled, sometimes when the answer to a question was disgustingly awful, ignorance could at times perhaps be the better option. ~ Jill Thrussell

The CenDers would definitely not care about their uncertainty or their saunter along the tunnels they'd chosen to follow and that meant the two women absolutely had to find the way out and the Lake of Fire extremely quickly, before the CenDers caught up with them and actually found them. ~ Jill Thrussell

She continued to wrestle with her giggles as she suppressed each one that threatened to escape from her lips and shatter the quietness that surrounded them both, the small, furry creature seemed extremely serious and offending someone who knew more than she did about her current position, someone she was actually reliant upon for guidance, simply wasn't a wise thing to do at all. ~ Jill Thrussell

The vacant saddle sat directly in front of Leah's face as it waited to be occupied and for a few seconds, Leah seemed to almost lose her breath as an overpowering electrical surge flowed through her body and Toran's warm breath, caressed her cheek gently from behind.  Her emotions started to swirl around inside her body, almost like a storm as the chaos of attraction, gripped her somewhat frantically and totally unexpectedly. ~ Jill Thrussell

Complexity certainly wasn't always progress and progress had definitely contributed to more deaths than it had been responsible for increasing, when it came to the aspect of prolonging the longevity of human lives. ~ Jill Thrussell

Each wave gently washed further up the sands and then quietly subsided as the sea and the beach happily conversed, back and forth in an almost in a rhythmic fashion whilst the tide conducted them like an orchestra, determined to play each note on the scale to perfection and in complete unison. ~ Jill Thrussell

Jagged rocks littered the dark, black waters and the boat seemed to steer itself around them as it rode along guided by the current and entered deeper inside the stagnant, dreary, black darkness. ~ Jill Thrussell

Sorrow drenched every second of the lament that seemed beautiful but sounded, saturated in despair, soaked in tragedy and heavy with remorse. ~ Jill Thrussell

Nerves rattled away inside Leah's frame as she shivered and then glanced back at Delta's face for a moment, perhaps a reluctant ally was better than no ally at all, she quickly determined as it would have been worse if she had actually had to row the boat there and enter inside the tunnel on her own. ~ Jill Thrussell

Somehow in the short space of time, since Leah had met Delta, she'd grown accustomed to him and had been put slightly at ease, simply due to his presence but now that she had to step out into the unknown totally alone, she suddenly felt naked and the chilliness of solitude gently tugged away at her skin and pores as she left the familiarity of the boat and Delta firmly behind her. ~ Jill Thrussell

At the very least, Delta did seem to be consistent, even if that was consistently stubborn and consistently uncooperative. ~ Jill Thrussell

Wisps of cold air suddenly whisked rapidly around Leah's body, almost in a lashing motion as if somehow the cold air wanted to tear into her skin as a punishment for her hesitation and fear. ~ Jill Thrussell

A few ribbons of bravery still remained inside Leah's body and although it felt almost as if bravery had abandoned her completely, either disgusted by her quest or by her hesitation, Leah dug deep inside herself and grasped at them as she swallowed, slightly nervously and forced herself to proceed. ~ Jill Thrussell

Leah's responses inside Spectrum however, were not defined by the normal rules she usually clung to that governed her interactions with other human beings in the real world, inside Spectrum, everything was totally different and the rules of social interaction were for Leah as yet, completely unwritten. ~ Jill Thrussell

Forlon crawled across the bank frantically as he tried to stretch his arms out further towards Christine, in order to assist her as she continued to frantically fight with the muddy swamp that clearly wanted to consume her and drag her body down into the depths of its grungy, death bed, but his efforts were futile. ~ Jill Thrussell

The muddy, grunge clung to them both as it tried to claim them both as its own, a ruthless predator that was intent on capturing both the lives of the innocent captives it had managed to entwine in its muddy, deadly embrace. ~ Jill Thrussell

Grief was a strange phenomenon and Leah knew it, that struck different people in many different ways and quite often people would surround themselves with silence as their minds were thrown into a chaos of despair which it was often extremely difficult to actually retrieve them from.  ~ Jill Thrussell

His touch somehow provided an immediate relief from the sorrows she'd felt and they had been gently washed away by the ripples of tenderness that cleansed her skin and mind as a result. ~ Jill Thrussell

The rationalization of her conduct was totally justified inside Leah's mind as an exploration off the various sexual liaisons that a user could participate within whilst inside Spectrum and that justification had allowed her to paddle through the shallow, murky waters of infidelity with absolutely no qualms at all and without any of her actions, invoking any subsequent feelings of guilt. ~ Jill Thrussell

Quite intentionally, Leah had completely avoided the entire issue inside her mind of how she would feel if Zidane actually did the same thing to her and she'd not even actually given it any consideration at all as she'd kept the Pandora's box of moral deliberations firmly shut and simply ignored any deeper implications it might contain. ~ Jill Thrussell

Everything that Leah had done since she'd actually arrived in Spectrum that day required trust and Leah had, had to place trust in not only others but also in herself. ~ Jill Thrussell

The doors it seemed were slightly reluctant to participate in Leah's request and as a result opened extremely slowly, almost as if they were weary and tired from all the years they'd spent standing upright as they'd guarded the building behind them and expressed signs of obvious fatigue as each one, creaked and groaned. ~ Jill Thrussell

Zidane would be certainly be upset the next day and Leah knew it, she would have to offer apologies and attempt to make amends somehow to the love of her life as his needs for that day had definitely not been met even though Leah's needs actually had. ~ Jill Thrussell

If Spectrum wasn't completed soon, Leah feared that it would just be a matter of time before Zidane would seek out other leisure activities and companionship with which to decorate his evenings with and alternatives that gave him all the things that Leah's increased involvement in Spectrum actually denied him.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Leah had ignored Zidane's needs completely as she'd fulfilled her own, albeit in a totally fictitious capacity and even though his dedication, patience and loyalty had not yet wavered, it was just a matter of time before the sands of his commitment finally ran out. ~ Jill Thrussell

A future for the couple that would ensure Leah and Zidane did not have to struggle financially, one where they did not have to plan every penny they spent, a future where their children would have the comfort of a large home, their own bedrooms and a large garden to actually play inside and a future where they would be free from the financial worries of tomorrow. ~ Jill Thrussell

"We're fighting the disgustingness of the Disgusting Dimension." Jonas started to explain. "We're trying to bring some joy, refinement, civility and eloquence to an ugly environment. It's an ongoing battle that we fight every single day." ~ Jill Thrussell

"Does everyone have their civil etiquette handbook, their bags of joy and their transformation kits?" Jonas inquired as he rounded up his address.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Her romantic taste buds within the palate of Leah's male attractions, had certainly not only been tantalized but also matched as she admired some of the finer points of his physicality discreetly and anticipated what might actually transpire later that evening between them both, inside her mind. ~ Jill Thrussell

In Leah's mind, the experiences, events and men inside Spectrum were not actually real and she had absolutely no qualms about accepting that fact, even though she'd enjoyed participating in the playful, sexually charged, seductive, fictitious distraction they'd actually provided to her immensely, albeit just for the moment in time in which they actually existed.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Yes, some of the men she interacted with inside Spectrum were exceptionally attractive, exceedingly charming and very sexually exciting but deep down Leah knew, only Zidane was real and they actually weren't.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Zidane was the man Leah would have children with, Zidane was the man Leah would actually spend the rest of her life with and Zidane was to Leah, her forever.  ~ Jill Thrussell

He was not only charming and masterful but also sensually assertive and was definitely reflective of her devoted efforts to create guides for Spectrum, both male and female that were devilishly attractive, extremely engaging and sexually alluring, in a very subtle manner.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Zidane was definitely a real human being and that meant Zidane had needs too and whilst Leah was getting some of her needs fulfilled in an imaginary, fictitious environment, she was very much aware, he actually wasn't. ~ Jill Thrussell

She quickly stood up and then brushed off her clothes, grateful that no one was around to see either, her clumsy fall or her less than graceful landing. ~ Jill Thrussell

The metal, snake like chains relinquished their grasp without any objections as they surrendered to Leah's command to depart and abandoned the arm which only a moment before they had been so fondly entwined around and then sat upon the ground in a stationary heap, almost as if they were actually sulking.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Leah immediately nodded in agreement as she welcomed his suggestion which made total sense as they'd both spent a good few hours in the companionship of Prince Lament's subjects, family and friends and now Leah definitely wanted to spend some time in direct companionship with Prince Lament himself, alone.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Passion gripped them and held them both captive as they sought to fulfil the desires of their flesh and spared no thought for anything or anyone else, except for each other and that particular moment in time. ~ Jill Thrussell

Her body was completely worn out from the day's activities inside Spectrum which had satisfied every ounce of her being but Leah knew deep inside, she certainly hadn't yet satisfied Zidane that day, in any capacity at all. ~ Jill Thrussell

An invisible gown of guilt adorned Leah's body as she faced the remainder of the week and avoided Spectrum and her laboratory entirely as she internally mulled over her seduction by the various fictitious characters she'd met inside the artificial worlds she'd created and the disruption her attractions had caused to her very real life. ~ Jill Thrussell

Zidane simply couldn't compete with any of the invisible challengers inside Spectrum, or with the way they made Leah feel and that meant, the competition he was now deeply immersed in, one that he wasn't even remotely aware off, was absolutely impossible for him to actually win.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Jagged rocks protruded from the water, all around the wreckage as the sea lapped gently against the sides of the ship, which had no doubt had caused it's actual demise, yet they showed no signs of regret or remorse as they proudly jutted out between the waves that surrounded the ship. ~ Jill Thrussell

There had been no survivors or treasures inside the skeleton of the ship and its only occupant now was death which clung to every particle of air inside it as the souls of those lost, hung over Leah's head and haunted each of the decks silently. ~ Jill Thrussell

Curiosity jiggled away inside Leah's mind as it disturbed her thoughts and her impatience reminded her somewhat, of a small, impatient child that danced around on the spot to avoid a urinary accident whilst they waited for an occupied toilet.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Perhaps, by creating something and by giving it an actual life and form, something else had been set in motion that could not be controlled, predicted or even determined at its initial inception. ~ Jill Thrussell

Leah's physical struggle with the ship however, carried on for a few minutes longer as her throat quickly became dry and parched as the fear of failure robbed it of lubrication as she continued to lean into the rudder in an attempt to steer the vessel. ~ Jill Thrussell

Perhaps her acts of unfaithfulness and her fictional betrayal of Zidane didn't count as being impure in the moral scorecard that the Mirror of Trials applied or perhaps Spectrum didn't consider that aspect of morality as being relevant for those particular trials, Leah could not be certain. ~ Jill Thrussell

The tenderness of his touch prompted Leah to smile, somehow Zidane had coped with the lack of attention, somehow Zidane had trekked through the deserts of solitude, somehow Zidane had been loyal, faithful, dedicated and strong and somehow Zidane was, still by her side. ~ Jill Thrussell

Financially, Zidane had always supported Leah and he'd made sure that she'd never actually suffered the unbearable pains of poverty that so many of her colleagues in the scientific industry usually bore as they sought to pursue their lifetime ambitions and the actual physical manifestation of their research work. ~ Jill Thrussell

Deep down inside, the couple both knew Spectrum's sale was the wisest thing to do, in the longer term and even though they had both made some huge sacrifices to realize that achievement, they both accepted that Spectrum itself was now the ultimate sacrifice they both had to actually make.  The sale of Spectrum would provide them both with the happy ending they'd worked hard for years to achieve and fairy tale endings definitely weren't cheap or even easy to attain. ~ Jill Thrussell

"Ah the basement, the place where all great inventions are kept."  Neil replied as he grinned. ~ Jill Thrussell

Polluting the environment for a short shopping trip at times, was a perfectly acceptable thing to do and since this week Leah was actually celebrating the potential sale of Spectrum, it was certainly a justifiable indulgence and hence environmental concerns weren't really an issue at the forefront of Leah's mind, despite her scientific leanings. ~ Jill Thrussell

Her hair looked like a bunch of twigs and branches which had simply been plonked down on the top of her head, due to the lack of attention in recent times she'd actually given it.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Not only had the couple's relationship stood the test of time but it had also weathered the various storms of life which they had survived, not only as individuals but also as united allies in their union of love.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Zidane felt extremely excited as he embraced the prospect that finally he would have Leah back inside his arms more frequently and that now she would spend less time wrapped up in something that although it was important, had actually become his rival as it siphoned off, greedily consumed and drained Leah's time.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Spectrum had actually somehow, taken Leah away from him, Spectrum had somehow stolen the love of his life right in front of his face and Spectrum had completely starved him of Leah's attention and time.  ~ Jill Thrussell

"Women and retail outlets, that's a very well established, long term relationship, practically a marriage.  She'll be gone for a while."  Neil teased as he smiled.  "I definitely won't meet her today then." ~ Jill Thrussell

He could feel the vomit of betrayal, stir and turn deep inside his stomach as he witnessed the heart crushing scene in front of him as the two started to make love right before his very eyes.  ~ Jill Thrussell

He had absolutely no desire to divulge what he'd seen on the screen to Neil or anyone else and certainly not at that moment in time as it would actually take Zidane's mind a while to come to terms with Leah's betrayal and spectators or an audience to that eventuality, were simply not a desirable component at all.  ~ Jill Thrussell

The bitter pill of infidelity was hard to swallow as it sank down inside Zidane's stomach silently like a rock as he sought to escape the suffocation of the house and the basement where he'd been betrayed as quickly as he possibly could. ~ Jill Thrussell

Anger and hurt, burnt his insides as indigestion began to wreak havoc upon his interior and the food he'd consumed started to churn around inside his stomach whilst images of Leah with another man, replayed in his mind and flashed before his very eyes. ~ Jill Thrussell

A shadow of disappointment seemed to follow Zidane and an invisible robe of hurt, heavily adorned his frame as he arrived back at work, weighed down by the heavy weight of glumness that Leah had unknowingly bestowed upon him.  ~ Jill Thrussell

Zidane knew his words were marinated in falsehood, but there was no way on earth he could possibly avoid making some kind of promise to Leah that he had absolutely no intentions at all of honouring. ~ Jill Thrussell

Disappointment surrounded and wrapped it's clammy arms around Leah's body as it prickled the pores of her skin and she began to deliberate over whether or not fate was against her and how the couple's diligence and devotion could possibly result in such imperfect rewards. ~ Jill Thrussell

The silence was the silence of Leah's betrayal and the silence of Zidane's discovery and a silence which denied the acknowledgement of the truth which hung over both their lives, heads and home like a dirty, grey cloud. ~ Jill Thrussell

"He better be."  Leah had replied as she'd sought to reassure not just the waiter but also herself. ~ Jill Thrussell

She shook her head in frustration as she wondered where on earth he could be, Zidane was never usually late and nine 'o' clock had arrived fifteen minutes ago but Zidane still hadn't.  ~ Jill Thrussell