"Don't go, Sammy," I pleaded."It's late, Harry. I'm tired." She was halfway to the door."Pleeease?" I used my most pathetic voice. She stopped and cam... back. Kneeling beside the bed she hugged me again. She was warm and I liked the swell of her soft pubescent breast against my cheek. It felt good, is all. I was seven but I was beginning to get the idea that girls were built different for a reason. "Can you sleep with me, then?" I asked.She sighed and stood up. She shoved me over and crawled. ”A couple of minutes later, Janet stepped into the room. She closed the door, and stood there looking at Dexter.“Get out of here,” Dexter shouted.“Now that I’ve got you where you can’t run off ... there’s no way I’m leaving!” Janet said with a smug little smile.Dexter looked around for the nurse call button. He spotted it and reached for it. It was just out of his reach. “God damn it! I’m gonna kill Mark!”Janet pulled a chair over to the side of the bed. She sat down and studied him. Dexter. . his arm ... to the photographer. Even more, his stump was fully exposed, holding the flag to his heart. It was as if he were saying he loved his country, despite what it had done to him.She stared at it for so long that her eyes felt dry, and she had to blink them rapidly. She leafed through them again, and realized this was what he had been doing last night. While she had been running away from Bobby, almost getting frostbite and acting generally like a foolish little girl, Will had been. She is beautiful and smart. She loves her mom and dad, and her little brother Sam. She loves hanging out with her friends from school, and church. In a few weeks she will be graduating from high school. An event that she was looking forward to. In the next few weeks Molly would be a very busy young girl, with prom and parties to attend. But as excited as she was about all these events, it was seeing her Aunt Hazel that she was most looking forward to. She smiles as she walks into her white and.