Chapter 24

When it was time to go to bed, it was my intention to send Peter to his room, but when he asked for a little time to talk about things, I couldn’t refuse him.  It was better to address what happened right away instead of letting things fester.

Once inside my room, he didn’t embrace me, as I’d expected.  Instead, he paced the room while he put his thoughts in order.  My room was large enough to have a sitting area in it, so I headed for the fainting sofa and left the club chair for him.  When he finally sat down in it, I could see that he was ready to talk.

“I should have gotten your permission before giving you that antidote,” he began.

“As if I’d say ‘no’,” I said lazily.  “Who willingly becomes a walking corpse?”

“They eventually become reanimated to the point of being, what I’d consider, another altered person,” he said softly. “But,