She was shaking badly and at first I thought she may be one of the dozens of stray heroin addicts that this scummy society produces. Only thing was th...t her eyes were clear and fiercely bright. And as she looked at me she started to speak. At first she talked so fast and incoherently that I could barely make up the words. ?Calm down darling? I said, ?You’re coming with me.?She mumbled something I didn’t understand as I helped her up and led her to the car. As I opened the car door she could. Ammu dupur e khaoar por besh lomba ekta ghum dey. To erokom ek dupur e ammu khaoar por ghumate gelo. Ami panir jog e agei plan moto 2 ta ghumer oshud misie chilam. Ammu ghumate jaoar 15minute por ami duru duru buke ammur bedroom e dhuklam. Dekhlam ammu ulat hoye shuye ache.tanpurar moto pachata amake jeno dakche.ami aste kore kache giye prothome ammuke 2-3 bar daklam.sure hoye nilam je ammu ghumacche. Ebar kache giye ammur sarita kapakapa hate tulte laglam.ammur hatu porjonto tullam.shada thigh. Maybe it wasn’t the first time...”“But that means that MY dad ... He ... Mom says they lived together for a year. He ran off after I was born. I’ve seen pictures of Mom from back then. She was a lot different then. Prettier ... Slimmer...”“Haley ... If it’s true, what does it mean?”“What are you asking?” I said.“If I’m not really Dad’s kid...”“Deena,” I said. “Your dad’s ... He raised you. You’ve always been his daughter. He doesn’t believe anything different. Why should you?”“I dunno,” she. It took them a while to convince the adults in my grandparents' house that I was in trouble. My dad, always worried about me anyway, got his gun out of its travel case when Janine impressed upon them that the boys came armed and maniacal. They were all on their way back when they saw me fall. All of the boys had their weapons raised for the final blow when my father shot his gun at a nearby tree. They boys turned in shock to stare down the barrel of my daddy's Berretta.My Aunt Sabrine had.