.."Violet felt weird.She had taken a nap not long after returning home, suddenly tired. Shizuku sometimes had that effect on you, the active tyke seem...ng to be part energy sucking ghoul. She had been up, though, by the time the first buses started dropping her brothers and sisters off, and ever since then...Violet was sure it wasn't something they'd talked about. Her family wasn't that type. Each had probably, on their own, consciously or unconsciously decided to stay around Violet. No matter. With a sigh she tucked herself further into her coat, trying to avoid the light snowfall as she fumbled with her keys. She had been given them as soon as she was promoted to Denny's general manager, (a position that paid adequately but had absolutely shit hours), but in the month that followed she had only figured out what two of them were for. She had no idea what the other ten did, besides make her life more difficult.Thankfully, she found the right one before her fingers went numb. Sam felt. "It is all so easy. I will help you to be comfortable. I will help you be content and secure. What do you feel?"Bernard smiled at his wife and seemed to relax. His eyes half closed and his shoulders dropped. His head rested into the pillow."I need you," he murmured. "I feel so tired." I know that you need me, darling," said Mary as the coin drew his eyes. "You need me to help you. You need me to order your life. You need to follow me and please me. I will help you by telling you what to do."He. The blue burqa I borrowedfrom Lisa covered my entire face except for a small region about my eyes; thatwas covered by a mesh. The fabric was soft and quite comfortable. I couldn?tsee myself at all. Looking at the woman in the mirror, she was just a piece ofcloth. I couldn?t see my face, hair or even my arms. I was without a face,without an idenity, without a self. Then Lisa stepped beside me. Like me, shewas in a burqa and like me, she was looking at the mirror. Standingside-by-side, we looked.