I died the day I found the gifts l sent to Sue left at my doorsteps. I have been existing but only because I was too weak to take my own life. I know ...his letter will give you many sleepless nights but really, you were just kids who did not know better. Don't beat yourself over it.I have lived through many nights when I would think that people offered mercy to rabid dogs and hoped that my children would even show as much mercy on their father who was dying all alone in his empty house, but. Not far down the street we came across a shoe store many shoes in the window and you stopped and looked at pair and turned to me and asked if you could try them on. Sure was my respond as we entered the little shop on the street. I quickly scanned the shop and noted that there was no one else in the store. The young sales girl was sitting behind the counter and she littered her head and the tinkle of the bell above the door rang announcing our entrance. She stood and came around the counter to. Again her head thunked the board solidly over and over, her feet kicked behind me in a rapid tattoo and her fists pounded the mattress left and right, left and then right. "Please, please," she cried weakly through cracked lips.Her eyes were closed. She drooled and blood dripped where she had bitten her lower lip. Her tongue seemed stuck in the corner of her mouth. I was afraid she might swoon so I finally slowed and then stopped, still angry. I bent, brushed her hair aside and kissed her. - As she stood up, he gripped the cotton dress and yanked it upwards,pulling it over her head and holding on to it as he pushed her toward thewoods. She stumbled as her sandal caught on something as he lead hertoward the log. He stopped, grabbing both her wrists with one hand andusing the dress to tie them together with the other hand. -œOn your knees.- He said, pointing to the ground in front of the log. She knelt, only to find herself pushed over it's rough bark as he kneltdown.