"Write statement please." OK, but can I have a coffee first please."He made a call and gestured to the paper."Please write now."I thought for a moment...and decided to tell the truth, but maybe notthe whole truth. They didn't need to know everything about what hadhappened that night. I wrote that I had gone to see Aki to find out ifhe knew where Jandaeng was. Aki had made me go with him to the house.We had talked and drank whisky until he told me he wanted me to seesomething. He took me to the. It was as if they were written in a foreign language, foreign at least to all her previous life experience. She tried reading it a second time, and as the meaning penetrated her ears began to ring and her head spin – this can’t be happening! She found herself short of breath, and sat down hard on the dilapidated living room sofa. The third time through she grew angry that someone was playing cruel trick. But that didn’t make sense either – the help Kara was getting was real – no cruel trick.. She was also shocked .I quietly came out and went to my room. I want to rape her in that second. But let her come for me. I thought.I kept my room door opened and lied on my bed. But I dunno when I slept as it is. Next day karan woke me up. We went to jogging. And returned. I was muscular than karan. We are lifting weights in his gym. I forgot about his mom. She was peeking at my muscles from a corner. I saw that in the mirror. Naughty shy girl I thought. My friend got a phone. He went. He rang the bell, he rang it again and slowly the door opened. "Mrs. Cooper?" he asked. "I am a friend of John and his sister I have known them for ages and they asked if I could assist you in your move into 'care'."Although her welcome was pretty well non-existent he was invited in. He had seen the state of neglect outside, but inside was worse. "No wonder they want to put her into care", he muttered to himself. "It is obvious she can't help herself". He stepped over bundles of what could have.