You two better go get your dresses on," agreedCindy.As soon as the two were upstairs Mindy asked, "So what are we supposed todo for Sunday dresses?" A...y, Andrea, hey we were kidding," called Cindy up the stairs."Rats, I wanted a chance to wear that pretty flower print dress, andpantyhose," said Andrea."We still can, Momma will be so happy to see us all dressed up," Amy toldher sister.They heard the phone ring downstairs.----"Hello?" Hi is everything ok? I mean really?" asked Megan."Yes it is. “With what you have to deal with, I’m amazed you’re as great of a person as you are.”That broke the dam. Molly knew. It was my own dumbass fault for not wearing a shirt to bed, but she saw my back. She knew about ... about Dad, about the full extent of what he did. My whole life, she knew he and I didn’t get along, and I let her know a few of the things he said to me, but I had been trying to keep that, my wounds, as the one secret I had from her. I wasn’t great at not keeping secrets from her,. Because he didn’t assume he could, or that she needed to know. And because a half-century old book by a suicidal drunk might not have been the best way to learn how to do something this dangerous. ‘Please,’ she’d said, and put the book away, and the Spanish man had told her. He’d told her to stay in the middle of the street, where she could run freely, and avoid the walls where the terrified hid. Scared people grabbed at each other, he said, and held each other back, unthinking, suddenly. She was from Estonia, she had left in 1960, lived in Berlin, Hamburg, Paris, and Copenhagen; never settling. She was hoping to meet someone in Oxford who had a possible job for an Estonian speaker (translating Estonian texts apparently). This was his first conference as a Research Fellow, his presentation was the lead talk in the second session tomorrow. "Should shake things up a bit I'd say" Yet still he did not mention the subject, knowing well the glazed look that appeared on people's eyes,.