The one with the girl's things in it!" She looked at her uncle. "And the one with the toys! That one was YOUR room!" How do you KNOW all this?" cried ...er mother. She suddenly remembered them in the secret passageway. "How did you know about the secret places?"That led to another hour of discussion and explanation as the children confessed to their countless trips to the house, how they'd found the bent place in the fence, and then the root cellar and its secret tunnel. They talked about the. ..are my flesh and blood. I suddenly sobbed at the irony ofthe recent events. The woman whom I married, and mutually loved for solong had grabbed me by the throat and...man handled me, kicking me outof my home. Not to mention, separating me from my children. Probablyforever, now that I think about it. I sadly thought about my weddingday, and then the birth of the three girls. I remember holding them asbabies and rocking them to sleep on stormy nights, doing my best to singthem lullabies. I did. We also were close enough to exchange kisses on text (only text like :* and mmuuaahh and not even on voice calls). The conversation went on and on and there were talks about food and then she said ” I love pasta..white sauce..cheese cheese and more cheese”. I being a foodie and as I love cooking and cook pretty well (not bragging, people say this :P) invited her to my place the next day, Sunday. Like every other girl, she was hesitant enough, “No No, I cannot come to your place, what will your. "I just hope I'm too old for him by the time they let him out. I never want to see or hear from him again," she added with a shudder."I'm glad no one ever tried that on me," said Louise, "although there was one bloke who was chatting up Mum who used to look at me. He gave me the squirms."Annette nodded sympathetically. "Um, Lou, can I ask you something a bit personal?" 'Course you can. I'll tell you to eff off if it's too personal."Annette smiled and then got serious again. "Lou, have you ever.