It really felt as if her heart was slowly torn apart.John was limited by Anna to use his phone only in the morning before breakfast and after dinner, ...orcing him and Tara to spent time with their grandfather during the day. John had texted her that it was normally Tara that she had to reprimand, but this time he had received an earful several times too. He feared that his mother was growing suspicious of his texting activities, since his normal routine never included so much texting. So, to. I hissed, “What, the police finally interested?” and showed him my back.Out of the corner of my eye I could see he hadn’t moved off the adjacent stool. So I turned, put a hand on his thigh, and said quietly, “You’re going to blow this for me. Will you get the fuck out of here?”He just smiled in return, “I’m not a cop. I’m a reporter doing a story on sex trafficking. Question is, ‘what are you doing here’, an ER nurse?”I pulled my hand back, worried for just a moment, but I’d not made the. ”“How did you get an eighteen-year-old in here?”“Thank you for that. Very smoothly delivered.”“You are welcome. How old is she?”“My baby is turning 30,” she only winced a little when she said that.“Then your daughter’s only a couple of years younger than my daughter and the same age as my son. I would’ve never thought that you could be my age.”“Again, very nicely delivered.”“Since I seem to be doing good, so far, may I buy you a drink and we can chat about what I’m going to do next. We can sit. Her mother is the woman I lost my virginity to because I was forced to rape her thanks in part to my skinhead father. I looked at the woman then to her husband. This isn’t going to be good I thought.Kimiko walked up and said “Mom, Russ, this is Brad my….ummm. …….my… ummm… hopefully he wants to that is ummm be my boyfriend. Right now he is my dance partner in gym. Kimiko looked so nervous. Her white Japanese cheeks turning a reddish shade, as she tried to explain who I am. She looked at me “Brad.