The blow knocked the dishonored sailor to the ground. Lying on the ground Merick growled up at Destand, "What was that for, and who the hell are you?"...Destand was breathing through his nose and due to his anger, each breath he drew in whistled. "That is for being a coward," snarled the old Captain. "If it were in my powers I would have you shot before sunset. Never," the French Captain's voice grew louder, as his body trembled with his anger and he shook a finger at the prone dishonored Captain. "So what 'appened?"George shrugged. "Nothin'." Annabel glared at him and he took a deep breath. "Nothin' much. 'Onestly love, you dain't believe me." 'Cause I know you've been up to something." They nicked me. They let me go."She shook her head and he rubbed his hands. "That it?" They got me on bail," George snapped. "OK?" Oh babes, what ya been up to?" Nothin'," George lied and ran his hands through his hair. "And what with Tony you shouldn't care 'bout the odd mucky film..." Annabel. Sitting on both sides of her was her really good friends. Voices in her head were constantly asking…do they know? The voices were very persistent and just wouldn’t let her be. She felt like screaming out but knew that wouldn’t stop them. They always liked to bug her never giving her anytime to really think about life. Why were they still lurking about in the dark corners of her mind? Why had they not left her? It was them that had convinced her at the beginning of the week that the only way out. My heart was dying to make love to her and but my brain said I should not do that.I always love my mother like anything. I still love her like anything. She is most precious for me in the world at last my hear won and I planned to make love to her. I slowly went inside her bed room, my heart were making thudding sound. It was winter’s night. I was shaking with fear/excitment. I sat beside my mother and hold her shoulder with both of my hands. You must be surprised that why I did not mentioned.