god , i hated every moment they kept us away from you . she looked out over the lake , away to the elegant rise of the castle , its gardens still caught in the last of winter 's bite . i think of you all the time , how you are , what you 're feeling . and yet ... something in the creature 's eyes , perhaps : a little too intent to be reminiscent . and she did n't think a baby would be such a hot idea , either . 