.. to tell you, but it can wait. Come on in,” she said, relieving me of the wine and pulling me inside. The home was in the kind of disarray only so...eone with a big “to do” list could make. Blue painter’s tape framed the walls, tarps were ready to be spattered on, furniture had been pulled away from walls and there were boxes everywhere. She led me to the kitchen, but before we got half way there, turned and hugged me again.“Thank you so much for coming,” she said with hands on my shoulders.. " Jenny confessed."Your dad? Some pictures?" Susan asked, surprised."Well, I can't help it you know. Sometimes when he takes a shower I peek in on him. He doesn't know it but I watch him wash himself through the glass door. The first time I did it I was just curious to see what boys looked like without clothes."Jenny was blushing deeply now but couldn't hold her tongue still. It was the first time she felt comfortable talking about this with anyone. She was amazed at herself and was afraid she. He stepped back and spread his hands out. Even she could see that they were still clean. He hadn't touched a thing.She had the good sense to at least look discomfited. Bren smiled slightly, though he was still bothered that she had nearly shot his head off."Pardon me." Sophia rubbed her hands over her face and yawned, "I didn't mean to insult you. I was simply concerned that you might..." Her eloquence failed her."That I might blow up the Warlock? I think you did a good enough job of that." He. So I ask her what she does for fun and if she drinks or anything? She tells me I'm not even old enough to drink?? I said damn how old are you? She said guess? I say 20? She says 19, but I will be 20 in 2 months. So she tells me she is staying in a half way house because she is a horine or recovering heroin addict?? So we kept talking and she told me her man got her into it but she relapsed and he didn't and her mother has there c***d. So we go to her interview and she tells me that if I want I.