The skirl of a solitary pipe beginning its groan echoed from the hills as the sharp tap of the side drum tested the skin's tension; the drum broke int... the command to advance in column at the slow march.The women and the children gathered on the promontory overlooking the graveyard and the grim obelisk down at the shore seemed to stiffen, gather their courage and check their grief.Soldiers wearing disrupted pattern armour and sandy berets, carrying assault rifles came into view, seeming to move. He was ignored. Anne was frightened stiff, her mouth clamped shut.Slowly, the blade slid up her torso, from her stomach. The blouse parted easily, the cloth separated like butter at the touch of a hot knife. Gradually; inch by inch, he slit the garment open until it lay in rags, either side of her, exposing her white cotton bra and freckled skin. She had goose bumps, a throw back to a primeval response to danger. His tongue had stayed out all the time, slate grey eyes creased in obvious. "Brooke didn't get much sleep. Whenever she was asleep for any length of time, she had bad dreams. It often sounded like that in her dreams that she struggled with someone. She cried out in the dreams. The more I was with her and saw her pain, the more I wanted to get the men who raped her. I hadn't felt as much hatred since the incident with the fat Vietnamese Colonel, who caused Dallas' death. Brooke's rape became the second thing I knew I would never get over.Jan and Richard brought food,. "Hand me my doll, please."Dennis wanted to throw it at her, but he didn?t.Making sure her dolly was alright, she looked up in time to see him moving away. "Dennis, where are you going?" I?m getting away from you and your dumb magic words!" You were not excused. Please, come back here, and finish the tea party with us." I don?t want to!" he cried, even as he turned around and marched back to her.When he?d plopped back down on the seat, he picked up the toy tea cup and thrust it out towards her,.