........................................................................I woke and heard Linda in the shower I waited on her finishing and thenpadded ...ver with a rather fuzzy head into the shower, not surprisinglythe ankle was fine. The hot water quickly brought me to my senses andafter a good scrub. I returned to the room and dressed for the day alittle make up, twice nearly poking out my eye with the new nails Lindahad fitted.I walked into the Kitchen to find Linda dressed and at work over. And, I can understand Mary’s sorrow. I prayed I would never experience anything that devastating. The loss of a child, particularly when the child is somewhere in the same country but you cannot see her, must be as deep a pain as that which was ripping Angie apart.Often, this type of deep psychological rift can take years to heal. Fortunately, I could do something about it. I would have acted even if Andy had not demanded I act.As Angela turned to leave, Andy seized her in a full nelson and. Molly considered listening outside the door, but instead, listened to her father and went straight to the bedroom.Mike told David what he planned for the three of them.”Dad, we’ve never done that.”“Do you think she would go for it?”“Well dad, she is a horny bitch to say the least. I wouldn’t put it past her to try.”Mike then told David what they would do and left to go to the bedroom. Mike saw that Molly was lying on the bed, propped up on the headboard and biting her lip waiting. He approached. For Estelle, hooded following an instance of defiance that afternoon, I ensured that her discomfort was no more than I intended.Then, confident that all was secure, I took myself off to my bedroom up on the third floor. Upon my nightstand, a small glass of green tea sat steaming in a welcoming way, promising relaxation before sleep. Beside it, the evening newspaper, untouched until now, lay neatly folded; offering a measure of diversion from my own concerns. Had I wished for consideration of.