Every sound from above engages my instincts. I feel my body tense as if the fight has already started. It must be obvious, because she glances over at me every time.
And every time I ignore her. Her presence is a danger to her, and she doesn’t even realize it. If she is here, then there is no reason for me to be hungry, which makes her, also, a danger to me.
But I am a danger to him as well. I thought he would have come by now. I need for him to come. And when he comes, I will be so ready for him.