He hugged me back, not the way I see him hug Brindy or Carlita. As a friend, maybe. Or a daughter.Every night I go to sleep in my own room. They go to...sleep in the big bedroom. I know they do as married people, as adults, do. I’m fourteen, or eighteen if you look at my papers. I feel fourteen, though. Knowing that they have each other, though, I feel lonely. Maybe envious.This is a family. They say I am part of this family.It is springtime in Louisiana. The weather changes rapidly. On this. ”“It is a matter of being able to test those abilities. That is the real problem, though.”“There are certain actions that can be done here, but you are correct. My actions are limited inside this room. Until then, there is not much I can do.”“Hmmm... , “ he thought. “I don’t know. I guess only time is our true answer.”“According to many of your written arts of literature, when one is trying to figure out a problem, sometimes it is best to seek the guidance of others to help you out.”Ericson. How old are you?”“Eighteen, nearly nineteen. In case you are interest, I just had a miscarriage. The official cause was malnutrition. Now can I go?”“You look much younger. Are you milking?” the woman stopped and studied Tina breathlessly.“Yes,” Tina said suspiciously.“Oh my god,” she gushed suddenly with a big smile. “Then you’ve got to come with me,” the woman said in a gusty voice.“Like hell,” Tina said sarcastically.“How would you like to make a thousand dollars?”“Not the way you want. Look, Marshal, I paid good money for her. She isn’t a white woman. She’s just a Chinese whore, not any kinda decent woman. Her uncle told me that Chinese women were of no value, and were bought and sold all the time,’ he whined. I then handed him a double eagle and said,. ‘Here’s your money back. Where can I find this uncle, that thinks so little of his family, that he’s willing to sell it to the likes of you? I need to have a little talk with him. AND, if I have any more problems with you, you.