.and as close as I could. I guess it was too close.” Her voice, which had so far been fairly steady, began to show signs of strain. “I guess it...made him uncomfortable, and he was trying to kind of push me away, but then I...I tried to kiss him, Father. I did kiss him, for a second...and I thought...” She hesitated for a moment. “I thought...he kissed me back, just a little. But then he pushed me away. He pushed me so hard I almost fell over.” Her breath was beginning to sob. “He yelled. " Would you like me to take you to see the Jim's grave?" No." Do you believe me?" Yes, it's just that... I get confused sometimes." Your brother died Stephanie. It's hard for you to remember right aboutwho you are. You had to spend a lot of time in the hospital with thedoctors getting better." Yes, at the hospital." Was Jim my son?" Jim was your stepson, Dad remarried." When?" When Jim was 10." And are you my daughter or step-daughter?" Stephanie is... I am... Your daughter." Right. You are my. Got my AA chips and everything.”Helena sat and listened with a blank look on her face again, remembering playing checkers using his 3-day and 1-week coins whenever he was inside before and she could have friends over. And stories of how guys got booze smuggled in were a standard amongst the “uncles” who’d visit.“I ... I’ve been going to church in here too, honey. Getting right with the Lord. I know Jesus is going to show me the way.” He took out a little hand-made wooden cross out from under. There was silence for some time and he was considering knocking again or retreating back to his room. Then he heard the gentle, ‘Come in.’ With blood rushing to his temples, he carefully opened the bedroom door and stepped in. Winnie was sitting on her bed. Lot of the bravado and the confidence she displayed in front of his Father seemed to have evaporated. She looked as scared and as nervous as Jimmy felt. ‘So there are some rules here,’ she started, her voice strict, but nowhere near as.