She did all the odd jobs around the house like cleaning, washing dished, ironing clothes and cook. Sheela was always very cheerful and never stopped t...lking.During the summer my Mother and Father left for a trip to our cousins wedding. They left me alone as the caretaker of the house. My Mom had left me a list of things Sheela had to do while my mother was gone.This point onwards the story gets interesting. I wrote it in the number od days it happened.Day 1I was reading a magazine when the door. Der Typ eilte auf Ricks Seite und zeigte auf eine Tür, gab ihm dann ein Claim-Ticket für sein Auto und stieg schnell ein und fuhr damit um die Rückseite des Gebäudes herum.Rick ergriff Jens Hand, als sie zur Tür gingen. Rick drückte auf die Klingel und die Tür öffnete sich einige Sekunden später. Ein großer Glatzkopf sah sie an und fragte nach ihren Namen und dem Code.Es war Rick peinlich, dem großen muskulösen Mann den Codenamen zu sagen, aber der lächelte sie beide an und zeigte auf eine. The front door would be open, and I should just come downstairs to the basement, quietly, because your daughter was asleep upstairs. I arrived and did as I was told. You waited for me downstairs, in the dark. It was dark by choice – the fuses were fine. I had your toy in a bag for you, the batteries already installed. How do we begin? I walked to you and we hugged. The same hug that we had shared a week before, but this time with the knowledge that it was a beginning and not an end. We hugged. ..”I had enough. “Maria, I think it would be best if you left now.”Maria started to leave, but I called out to her, and she turned around. “You said something about an exhibition?”“Yes, there is to be an exhibition, a retrospective, of Antonio’s works, and Carole’s portrait was to be the centerpiece.”I nearly exploded! “What! She hasn’t humiliated me enough; she has to make it public?” Maria started to say something else, hesitated, then let herself out leaving me alone with my thoughts.I was.