The little girls would whisper about me, and I would just pretend I didn't see it and turn away. I often cried at night in my bed. The group home was ...o lonely at night.When I was just 6-years-old I got news from one of the care takers of the home, Mr. Andrews. He was a tall brawny guy. He knelt down in front of me and told me that he wanted me to meet someone that was interested in taking me to her home. I was scared, but trying to be brave. I didn't really understand what was going on, but I. Maine kuch bolna chaha per usse pahli unhone ek halka dhakka mara.me chikhne lagi aahh aaah aahh auuu nahiiiii.ab wo me re chuchu ko masal rahe the.phir wo apne kamar ko kich kar ek jor ka jhatka mara. Me bilkul chatpata uthi aur chikne lagi aaaaahhh aahh mar dala.ab tak mere bur me 4″ hi lund ghus paya tha.meri halat jal bin machali ki tarah ho gayi thi.wo mere chuchi masalte hue mere hotho ko chusne lage. Jab me khuch sant hui to wo mere jangho ke beech me aa gayeaur meri tango ko utha kar. "Please tell Jonas I said thank you too." I will Mrs. Connors. Stay safe," Max answered before hitting the end button on his cell.Jonas and Max were low in the third row of seats of the second SUV in the convoy that had left from the front of the hospital. Jonas reasoned that anyone shooting at them would assume they were in the seat immediately behind the driver. The third row windows were the gull wing type and were opened so a rifle barrel could fire through. Jonas made sure the military. ? I said, then thought about what I had just said.something about it just seemed right. I realized that we were bothsmiling over it, I certainly got a thrill out of say it.She released me and sat up wiping her eyes, then shifted into low andbegan driving slowly to meet her.Climbing up into the cab, the girl looked from one to the other taking ineverything.?Do you need a ride across the border?? Momma finally asked her.?If you?re going that far, yes please Ma?am.??There?s some food and soda in.