And then I was back in the exact same cell I’d enjoyed so long my first time around. Of, and as an added benefit, I had the same cell mate, Walt Com...s. He was actually glad to see me, but he was about the only one.The yard was a place for exercise now. I ran. I ran every day, fast. It really did help me keep my mind clear of the motherfucker that had caused all of my problems. Oh, I knew I was at least in part responsible for this part of my interminable life of misery; but, bottom line, it was. Everyone's asleep. He pulls the air conditioner out the window, setting it on the ground.The three children are sleeping in the living room, in underwear. She is by herself. Baby doll pajamas. He lowers down on her; wrapping both arms around her mouth and neck so she can't scream or fight.She freezes; not knowing whether to scream or fight. "How many are there?" She can't analyze the situation that quick.If she screams, he runs.She doesn't.He cups a hand against her ear: "If you don't cooperate. Lena joins Bert in laughing out loud by the pun suddenly on offer, as the family name of her landlady actually is Offers. He explains what is on offer: hand-jobs are cheap, blow-jobs cost more, etcetera... Lena wants to know everything. The difference between those jobs, or the sex acts Bert and Jane had enjoyed. Lena blushes as Bert brings back to memory the few intimate moments they had been able to share on rare occasions on holiday and back home. She remembers well how eager he had been to. He never cried. And he seemed just now like he was about to. Baby, I love you, he says it in a way that a dad would say it to his daughter. A loving, kind father. My heart skips a beat. And I was afraid of telling you what I knew when I was alive becausebecause I was afraid itll set you off. Theres a long pause. Afraid that it would have set you both off, he corrects himself. I look at Sebastian and notice most of the tension is gone from his shoulders. Dad continues, I know that I rarely ever.