Granny Ingrid pulls out the pistol andbefore Jeannie can stop her, pulls the trigger.Pain like she has never felt penetrates Jeannie, concentrated in ...erchest. The force of the shot throws her off balance and she tumbles overthe corner of the bed onto her back on the carpet. She can feel the lifeessence flowing from her chest as she looks up into her belovedgrandmother's eyes. Only the look she sees in Granny's face is not loveor support, it is pure hate. Seconds later, the gun is pointed. I came home from school one day to I find my sister half-asleep on the sofa. Now my sister is a year younger than I but is a knock out, with a body to die for. The only problem was she kept it well hidden. When I started to talk to her, all I got was a mumbled reply. I knew that our mum was not due in for an hour or so, so perhaps."Sis," I whispered, "can you hear me." Mmm," she mumbled."Mel," I said, "NOW listen to me, you are lying on an empty beach with the warm sun caressing your body. You. When she finally got it all out, it turned out this had been going on since she was twelve. And she decided she couldn't live with it anymore. She needed an out. She needed to talk to someone. She had told her mother, but her mother hadn't believed her, or so she said. So, she trusted me, so she dumped it on me." Oh, man," I said. "First her, then me. You must feel like the King Dumpee." That part I didn't mind, not even from her," he smiled. "I was furious, of course, and worried, and. I?m a respectable banker for heaven?s sake, Itold myself, here on business. How would it look if I actually got mixed up insomething like this? I hadn?t even gone to the beach on this trip although Ihad secretly watched the woman and the hard-bound, half-naked CELTs from mybalcony.Maybe one day I could afford a discretelyhidden-away contract-girl of my?Our eyesmet! She was staring at me. She was begging for my help, my personal help! Ipanicked and for a second I couldn?t think. It was as if.
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