"Those two words spoke volumes to Maggie. Sheila's dad was a brutal self-centred man, who felt it was his duty to beat his wife and daughter into subm...ission should they displease him. Ironically, he was a well-respected lawyer who pretended to be the gentleman outside of his home, but as far as his family were concerned, his fists were put to far more use than the clever wording used in his line of work. Sheila had once made the mistake of spilling a small drop of coffee on to a legal document. No, our biggest problem was our ‘passenger’ Jukar who, because Tu’tar owed her some form of allegiance, had decided that where he went, she went. Fourteen years old (probably), Finian by birth and of the lower basse class with a voice that when she felt offended could cut its way through hardened steel. Jukar seemed to be offended a lot.According to her the cave was too smoky, too cold, too wet, she was bored, she was hungry, she didn’t see why she couldn’t come along and scout with Tu’tar. Ellesemblait si convaincue que j'avais l'impression qu'elle avait raison,que tout ?tait vrai, que j'avais bien pris plaisir ? me travestir, maisque je ne m'en souvenais pas...Ensuite, elle me demanda si je prenais r?guli?rement le traitementqu'elle m'avait prescrit. Je lui r?pondis que oui, mais que mes naus?esmatinales m'inqui?taient. Doria m'expliqua qu'il s'agissait de sympt?mescourants lors d'un traitement hormonal. Elle me dit que mon corps allaitbient?t s'habituer, que je me sentirais. "Ann," Auntie said sweetly, "would you mind getting Sr. Jimenez a nice cup of tea? You know the kind I mean." Um ... certainly, Auntie. Please, Senior, let's go into the kitchen for a nice cup of tea."But Frederick still held the man aloft by his lapels, glowering at him. Dee and I both stepped forward at the same time. She took hold of Frederick's left arm with both of her hands, while I placed both of my hands on his right. "Fred," Dee implored, "let him go. Ann's going to make him a cup of.