At least that’s what we were hoping.Sarah told us there were now 12 girls in the room with her, ranging in age from 14 to 19. The girls were all bou...d, hand and foot. The guy who threatened Sarah, had untied her so she could better help keep the other girls calm. They all sensed the hell that wasn’t far ahead.Four of them appeared to be Russian and spoke only broken English. Five of them spoke no English at all and appeared to be speaking Spanish. The other three girls had all been kidnapped. ." Okay, I'll stop, maybe I'm wrong," she said, holding up both hands to indicate she was sincere. She watched in silence as I finished lacing my boots."Why did you agree to have dinner with them?" I asked, suspiciously."They've been very nice to me and I want to show there are no hard feelings on my part. Make sure they know we're leaving on Wednesday, okay?" she asked as she jumped off the bed to give me a goodbye kiss.As it turned out, Shirley was right. Mr. Oldham had a speech prepared and. You're leaving me? You're just up and walking out?" Yes. Ninety days, Sarah. I'll talk to you again in ninety days. In the meantime, you might be wise to seek professional help. I know you don't believe just what a shrew you've become, but I assure you, I will not put up with another day of your miserable self. And now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way.I was convinced that this extreme act was the only way to jolt Sarah out of her comfortable misery. I had been thinking about a separation. She first showed it to Stacy, who nodded, and then held it up for Mr. Wilson to read, making a show of it by bending a knee, cocking her pretty hips and showing off her long legs. She then gestured the board, as if she was the sexy co-host of a game show.The girls watched Mr. Wilson closely. He read the note and appeared very thoughtful, almost concerned. He glanced slowly around Cindy’s backyard, peered closely at an invisible potential menace or two, nodded almost imperceptibly, and then.