"You ready?" Sure, Dad," I said, and opened the door.He came into the room rather shyly, checked to make sure we had grabbedeverything, and then escor...ed me out. As we headed downstairs forbreakfast, I reflected on his new attitude towards me, and realized hewas just the first person who was going to treat me differently becauseI was a girl. I told him about the dream I had, and he listenedwithout commenting, except to give me a hug when I started tearing upwhen I said she had told me she was. I put my hands in my pockets, hoping no one notices, as I walk a bit faster.*I come up to a Cape Cod style house that matches the address Miss Smith gave me. It's a Colonial Blue color with white shutters and a red door, stereotypical New England style. I walk up to the door and stand there a moment. I can hear some music playing, the latest Adele album from the sound of it. Gathering up my courage, I ring the door bell. I hear the chime, over the music, as I open the door and let myself. It was his turn to stand guard. Termites weren’t likely to attack in the night. Considering the massacre they had endured they weren’t likely to return at all. Not without heavy reinforcements. But there was no reason to take chances. He glanced to his daughter and her spider. His little girl was resting against the spider’s body, caressing his legs with her hands. Valo shook his head. Back when he had thought that maybe his little girl was still alive, he had grown accustomed to the thought. ”Yvette did as she was told asking, “For how long?”“Until I say otherwise, and if you move them, we’ll repeat this little scenario, over and over again until you get it right.”Yvette placed her hands as ordered. She had heard this tone of voice from her mother before and knew the given consequences of disobeying would be worse.“Stay like that until I return.” Her mother added before picking up the shopping bag and going to her room.For what seemed an eternity Yvette lay face down bent over the.