She whips around, arm raised, splinters of black energy burning lines like broken glass around her eyes.“That’s enough, Laila.” I put a hand on ...er shoulder to calm her. I give Annabelle a scathing look of reprimand. She sneers right back at me but the ball in Laila’s hand disappears and her shoulders slump from memory and guilt spooling together.“I’ll handle this, Annabelle.”“But…”“I said I’ll handle it!”Murderous rage builds in Annabelle as she stares Laila down. For a split second I think. We stayed in the flat then until about half twelve when I went and fetched Fiona her dressing gown and threw it at her with enough change for a loaf of bread. Alice by this time had surfaced as was lying on the sofa watching TV.“Go and get that loaf for Barry because upstairs will want his milk back soon as well”“You want me to go in that?”“I can’t believe your even asking Fiona, just go and fetch it”Now the local shop is literally across the road and she was in actual fact back within five. We don't have any kids that small, besides her being so darned precious." I need to tell you that I never felt anything during the rape. To the best of my knowledge I was out the whole time. Every now and then I get a little flashback but don't know if it means anything. The police and doctors wanted me to go to rape counseling but I don't remember anything. There would be nothing to bring up. I sure don't want to be put under and them find things to be brought up. I can tell you that no woman. " I understand and we'll be waiting for her."My mother and Agent Barnes went with Theresa to collect things to take. My father looked at me and decided I'd need help."John, I can collect your things." I'm living out of two suitcases, so there's little to do in the bedroom except close them. The bathroom is a different issue. I think you'll figure that out, as I have the male oriented items in there."My father left and came out of the bedroom in just a minute, carrying my two suitcases. Then he.