I am an Indian but my grandfather moved to South Africa well over 70 years ago. My father was born there in South Africa; I was born and raised there ...oo. My mother is an American and when my parents divorced; my mother brought me to USA after I finished my high school there. I have achieved an MS in Microbiology and work in a Hospital as a night shift manager of labs. I answered in detail to give him all the information because I wanted this question answer session to end quick and fun. " Can you find him?" she asked looking around outside the door."Not in the way you mean, but give me a minute," I said as I sat down on the edge of the bed and began stockpiling energy.I released my pulse, then I locked on his thoughts the instant I found them and had to hurry to go see a man about a pocket knife.Ten minutes later, the trailer door opened cautiously, and as a small hand set the coin down carefully into the rope tie off well which Beany was tied to, I said, "I'll trade you for. And this poor wretched girl was his daughter! Oh dear Jesus! The poor pitiful fool!I sank into the dirt, overwhelmed with shock, emotion; and I brushed my aching shoulders against long discarded cobwebs, twisting and turning and hurtling through years. Oh Jesus. It was sharp and alive, and the memories were poignant. The past was so near that I could reach out and touch its warm fabric and horror.Now through the tunnels and wormholes of time I hear the muffled screams of the women the Marquis. ‘But tell me,’ Anisidora continued. ‘Why were you working there in the first place? Do you have any ambitions or dreams?’ Cindy shrugged. ‘It was supposed to be short-term, you know. I did college, got my major in journalism and then my plan fell apart. I’d lined up an internship at this history magazine when it went belly up. I’ve been sort-of drifting ever since. I suppose I could’ve looked elsewhere, but my boyfriend lived here, so does my best friend, and next thing I knew three years have.