“What do you mean?”“Well,” I tried to explain. “You know Craig thinks an awful lot of you – you’re very close, the two of you. It’s na...ural he would want a wife who – well, reminded him of you.”“No!” said Stacey. “You didn’t mean just that. You meant something – more.”I shook my head, helplessly, wishing with all my heart that I could take back my rash remark. But Stacey was insistent.“Has Craig – talked to you – about me?” Her tone, although positive, was also hesitant, almost disbelieving.. He is a mean dad. He scares me”. Samone felt the same way.The next night the dad came home a little drunk, but not as drunk as the night before. He knew what he was going to do. He went to the girls room and the girls were hugging each other again in fear of what the father was going to do. Again he grabbed the bedding and pulled it from the bed. The girls again were in their bra and panties. This time he went for Trish. He wanted her virginity like he had taken Samone’s. He like that tight. .. and..." she looked at my crotch."Daddy ... go away. I need to explain something to my stepmom."So daddy did ... go away.Before I'd even gotten started, I sprung a woody. "Lucy Lou ... I get, ahh, umm, hard, just looking at you," once started, there wasn't any stopping, "LL you are hot ... you give all my friends ... that ... we're boys and ... that ... is part of being boys. Grace is a babe ... and getting better every second ... my ... umm ... doesn't care she's my sister, no more than I. This was far different from every other time he'd sat with a psychologist or psychiatrist. Those sessions had been confrontational from the outset."Any bad dreams ... the shakes ... drinking more than usual?" the man asked."No," Bryant said. "I'm doing the same things I've always done." Have you changed your routine since the shooting?" Lowry inquired.He was surprised when Bryant broke out in laughter."You have absolutely no idea how much my life has changed since the shooting," Bryant spoke.