During the time that Dad was gone, I'd returned again and again to the idea that I had to tell someone about what had happened to me. I could think of...no one I trusted more than my father, and that was from the perspective of the Sam Kendall who had lived sixty years. I had spent hours searching my memories for some upcoming event that I could use to prove the truth of what I would tell him, and I found it."Dad, can we sit down and talk tonight after Dinner?" I asked while we ate."A family. I knew we were doing the right thing. I often thought about Julie and her daughter. I was gone for about seven months when I gave my sister Joyce a call, we talked for a few minutes and I asked her how Julie was doing. ‘She and Gina are doing okay. She finally decided to accept a date. I was so worried about her never going out. I knew men had asked her out but she always refused. I tried to explain to her that she needed a life,’ said my sister Joyce. ‘I’m happy for her,’ I said. ‘She’s a very. I want you to go try out your new bed," she giggled, "now that you know it's your new bed." Ah," he grinned and stood up off the couch. He took her hand and pulled her up to him. "That sounds like a perfectly wonderful idea." They went into the bedroom and fell on the bed, kissing and rubbing one another. "Yeah, this bed will definitely work," Crash joked."I hope so, you've been in it all week." Crash was reaching for her shirt and lifting it over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra. His hands. While I hadbeen gone, I had closed the heavy wood shutters from the outside, andnailed them shut. There was no way she could escape by a window now. Ihad also put a hasp on the doors and locked them. This cabin would beher cell until I decided to let her out. I heard her try the window,but knew she wouldn't get away so I continued to make some breakfast.When I heard the water stop, I waited a few minutes and then called toher to come here. She didn't come, so I had to go get her. I found.