11The cabin was empty when Axel got there. He turned toward the path through his woods and listened. It was faint, but he heard her.
She was either talking to herself or the artifact. He couldn’t tell the difference nor even knew if there was one.
His cat wanted out again. He could feel it pushing him for permission, but this time he was not letting it be in control. His mother warned him there would be times in his life when his cat would rebel against obeying his will. That time had started for him the moment he'd laid eyes on Dr. Sugar Jennings.
Sugar. What a silly name for an intelligent woman. She probably had another name—a more suitable one she rarely used. Perhaps he could use it instead. It was hard for him to accept wanting to kiss anyone named Sugar as badly as he did.
Axel
