The Convert

The ConvertHeather's breath was hot in his ear, her voice hissed in her teeth. She buried her hand in his hair, jerked his head up."Watch!" she whispered. "Learn!"The fat man sitting cross-legged under the ruby lamp was nude. His voice reached out like a long stick."Kat is the light and the way," he chanted. "I, Tuva, am the provider of kat.""You, Tuva, O Father, are the provider of kat," 30 voices sang.This mad litany would go on, Heather had to...