I picked it up and glanced at the message. It was daughter number 2. She was getting married in a couple of months and she was double checking that I ...ould be going, and prepared to give her away. “Yes, and yes, very much so on both counts, xx” I replied to the text. Number 2 was still talking to me, unlike her elder sister who had battened down the hatches very much on the side of her mum after everything came out.When I say ‘everything’ I mean that my wife knew about my relationship with a. I gathered the fresh ones up to be used with our meal on the boat. I found the hike to be very interesting, but I think John was more intent on just getting back to the boat.We climbed into our dinghy and headed back to our vessel. The sun was low on the horizon by this time. It would not be long before the darkness crept in.As we were settling in, we noticed that another boat had anchored relatively close to our location. It must have come in while we were at the beach. I usually prefer to. After snapping through about $200.00 worth of film on Grace from the neck down I started noticing her face. The next morning I was at the camera shop asking about portrait film but for distance photography."She doesn't know I'm taking her picture but she's my sister and I don't think I'll have a problem if she catches me." You used two hundred dollars worth of film yesterday?" Well ... yeah." Who is this girl?" My sister." You been shooting at the beach?" Uh huh, why?" I sold more film. I sat staring at my reflection in the mirror as though I were a stranger to myself. My mind far from my task. In a few short years I had put my step father in prison for raping me and taking my virginity, I had had Billy Dunnham and Curtis Flemming expelled from Harvard for attacking and raping me. The jury was still out on the verdict. But tonight wasn’t about that. It was about showing solidarity and I had a part to play in this class act. Like it or not. I put my heavy hair up in ringlets.