” Ms. Singh had commented with a tight smile. “I don’t care.” She’d replied, defiant and a little embarrassed. “It’s what I want. It’s...why I’ve been saving up money ever since my 16 th birthday. If you don’t want to do it, I’ll find another way.” “Oh, we’ll do it, Angel. After all, that’s what we do. We make your filthiest dreams come true.” And now, it was really happening… Her hips acted on instinct, lifting off the floor as she arched her back, desperately trying to spear herself on his. You can plant flowers in this space," the man said."Screw that," John said.The man reached inside his jacket and pulled out a pad. He stood there for a moment and filled out a form. He handed John a ticket and said, "I'm issuing you a warning. You've got three days to get rid of this garden or I'll have to come back and write you a ticket." You're fucking kidding me," John said looking down at the piece of paper."No." What if I don't tear out the garden?"The man answered, "The first fine is. I looked over at aunt Gina and Angela to see how they were doing.Aunt Gina was fighting the big man who'd originally gone after Dad andshe'd apparently taken the time to put her mask back on since her allwhite mask was covering the top half of her face. He punched her andsent her flying through the wall of our house, though she immediatelycame charging back out, not even hurt by the attack."Is that the best you've got?" aunt Gina taunted him, doing what shedoes best...drawing attention away. .He said “I was waiting for your call Miss Thompson please come up at once!” I grabbed my purse and took the box from my desk and shoved it deep inside it then I hurried to his office I knocked then entered Mr Johnston was standing behind his desk as I entered “Please come in Miss Thonpson are you ready for your treatment?” I was blushing furiously wanting to ask him something but afraid to...He said “You want to ask me something? What is it Amanda?” He called me Amanda I liked that he used.