And then you say you want to meet back up with me. What the fuck am I supposed to think, Cal? Its not what anything like that, Sam, she says, her eyes...meeting his. I wouldnt do that to you. Well, why dont you tell me what it is then? Please feel free to explain to me whats going on. To tell me what the hell youve been doing and who youve been doing it with. His voice drops and he cant keep the pain from bleeding through the anger. Tell me why you left me here to miss you like crazy. Her deep. That evening I went to Jens room, and we talked a little bit, we talked about Cindy and I told her I had seen her, and that I was worried, she felt the same way, I don’t know why but suddenly my eyes kept on drifting towards her breasts, she noticed I was starring and asked why I was looking at her that way.-it’s your breasts, I saw them the other day remember?- I was kind of embarrassed , I felt like a creep. Oh- she didn’t say anything else, I went to my room, and decided I would go to find. "Antoinette smiled encouragingly."Because, we are here," she spoke soothingly, but her daughter gave a small shriek and proceeded to begin hyperventilating all over again. Antoinette sighed. "Megan Giry! You stop this nonsense this instant. Just remember that these people are no better than you or me and just be you. Do not try to put on airs. Be proud of whom you are and you have absolutely no reason to feel anxious at all. You are my daughter and the next prima ballerina of the Opera. . rats probably." He rationalized, more than slightly unnerved. He'd buy some rat poison and lay down some traps. There – all taken care of.Of course it wasn't really.Over the coming weeks he'd heard the whisper from down the drain at random times, but with a noticeable increase in frequency. After a month it had become audible through the kitchen sink, even though it clearly hadn't increased in volume. After several more weeks, there wasn't a drain or faucet in the house that wasn't.