Chapter 12 Cecil Gets Away

"Only the fool, fixed in his folly, may think he can turn the wheel on

which he turns."

-T.S. Eliot

Cecil stretched and sniffed the air. Movement, but just the curtains.

He remembered that Julia had left. Probably back by dark. Or not. She had been sitting on the couch, and he had come from the bedroom and hopped onto her lap again. Aft