Lenora was changing--not in any frightening way. At least, not at first. There was the intense ability to shield herself from abuse that was very empowering. But her other senses had become heightened as well, and that's when she'd begun seeing scenes from the past and smoky dark mists in her home. Meeting Frankie had been a wonderful treat--there weren't many men who could stir her emotions as he was prone to do. Still, there was something...