Chapter 11: The Pretty Nightgown

When Houston Lyson reached the door of Jessica's house, he saw that shrew burning paper offerings. "Jessica, what are you burning?" "A few days ago, I bought a beautiful outfit in town," he said, swaggering. "In a bit, you're going to put it on and serve me right." He bared his teeth in a grin. "Otherwise, I'll settle what happened in the woods this morning-properly." As he spoke, he pulled a red, lacey, cutout slip from the bag in his hand. The fabric was sheer. On a woman, it would show off...