.wrong. Whatever happens in that house, it's not good for us. We should go back." Carol-Anne examined her brother's slumped shoulders and downcast eye...s. He was pleading with her, she knew, and she even realized that on some level he was right. But then she imagined what his future would be: He would never leave this town. He would become the favorite child and aspire to nothing to do with the outside world, and settle down with kids of his own, and his greatest fear would be that they would. "Uhhhmmm ... how can I help you?" I'd like to open an account. I need to deposit my paycheck." Oh ... Oh, sure. Let me get one of the staff to help you," she said, smiling."Yeah ... thanks ... good to see you again," I offered weakly."Yeah ... good to see you too." The smile was genuine, I thought.A week later, I returned to the bank to pick up my blank printed checks and I saw Sheila again. This time she was walking about, delivering mail, I assumed. I watched her as I stood in line, wondering. She thought they were funny too. I asked if Brandy had stayed long after I left and she told me they had a long talk and she really liked my choice of girls for a first girlfriend.“She’s a very nice girl, and she has her head on straight too,” Mom said. “She told me that she was going to marry you one day, but that right now, she was content to be one of your best friends. I thought that was pretty deep coming from a fourteen year old girl,” Mom said.“She told me the same thing too, but we both. “Nothing.” She places her face in her hands and mumbles between them, “Something that’s even less than a prayer.”They left while closing the door behind them. Giada is overwhelmed by her sense of doom.She refuses supper that night. She stares at the wine in the crystal decanter on her nightstand. The setting sun created a red band of light against one wall. She knew what she had resting in a spoon beside her glass. She will not give them the pleasure of arresting her and locking her in the.