He didn’t even want a woman in it, that’s how beat he was tonight. Ahead and on the side of the road he spotted a Chevy Suburban obviously disable... with its radiator overheating and steam pouring into the frigid air. He slowed down as a protective measure in case he needed to take any kind of action. Motorist could be dumb when it came to large fast moving trucks. He wasn’t about to stop until he saw the woman bent over the engine as he slowly went by. He pulled over. Damn his mother for. I've never been called so many vile names, and in so many different ways, but, for some reason, whether listening or reading, her two main points in all her communications to me came through very clearly: we weren't finished talking about what we were arguing about yet, and she wasn't yet taking any actions that would have justified my breaking up with her.I'm not sure that anything important had changed about the way I viewed what she wanted to get permission to do. I knew I didn't want her. I saw Jonny on the floor curled up in a ball with the side of his face covered with blood and Gary standing over him screaming at him and calling him a bastard and that he was going to kill him too. As he drew back his leg to kick Jonny, I swung that shovel with all of the strength that I had and probably some of the strength that was given from on high. Gary went down and his momentum sent him into the door and out cold.I then noticed Mary was on the floor near where Jonny lay. I went over to. Not only was the house cramped, the other children treated me badly. I think they were jealous that I had new clothes and they didn't. I retreated into my shell, smiling on the outside, miserable on the inside.It was two weeks before the Harveys took me to their home again. I soon discovered that I could perform wonders with a smile and thoroughly enjoyed myself by testing various expressions on the grownups. When it came time for me to go back to the foster home I cried and told Mrs. Harvey I.