It was clear they wanted the airtime at my expense.This morning’s appearance was to be Senator Black’s Senate Judiciary committee. This was not th...e first time that I had testified before congressional committees. It was one of the few times I was forced to do so under a subpoena.Inside walking to the judiciary chamber to testify was like walking through a maze. There were Senators everywhere standing in the hall. Most were politicking for the home town papers, wanting handshakes or to be seen. In fact, I could feel my bra straps digging into my shoulders as my swelled boobs were overfilling my now too-tight bra. Something wasn’t right. I needed to get home and I couldn’t call Harry again. I took out my cell phone and called another friend. ‘Hey, Bobby, it’s Amber.’ ”Sup?’ ‘Nothin’. Can you pick me up from the mall and take me home?’ Bobby made a sound. ‘Aw, day-yam, again?’ ‘C’mon, sweetie, just one more?’ ‘Aw, fuck me, babe, ain’t you got another ride?’ ‘C’mon, Bobby, I’ll make it. I went there…I rang the bell…she opened the door, she was looking so beautiful wearing yellow salwar kurta. She came running in my arms and started crying heavily. I hold her in my arms till she feels ok and stopped crying slowly, and then I asked her what happened, why are you looking so sad. She said I am not happy with my marriage and last two months she is with her parents only. I told her not to worry, in every couple these thing happens, just talk to your husband. But she told now there. His instructions had been to put Page to bed. Willow peeked into the bedroom to check on Page. As far as Willow knew, Page had been asleep in her bed for about fourteen hours.She stepped into the slave quarter’s bathroom. She was surprised to hear the shower running and went to investigate. Heather was sitting on the floor under the stream of warm water, her hands covering her face. Willow shut off the water and knelt down, “Hey, are you alright?”Heather looked up, “I ... I don’t know.”Willow.