Not your brothers." You know I have brothers?" You said your Dad used to play with your brothers. Now will you swear not to tell a soul where he is? H...e will eventually make himself known, but not yet." Yes, yes, I don't understand why, but I'll keep it a secret. Anything to see him again." She was impatient, "Can we go and see him now?" Second," Trish said, ignoring her request. "There are things you need to know. I told you, you are in for a number of shocks, some of them are bad." OK, OK!" I. I was looking for help. I was looking for someonewho could tell me what was happening to me, or who I was becoming. My heartbeat fast, a trip-hammer in a maid's uniform. For all I knew this could bemy sleeping quarters. I skipped over to a bleak nightstand, looking at theonly embellishment to the Spartan room. There was a silver frame whichcontained a picture which stole my constricted breath.A young girl dressed in white sat on a lush green riverbank. She had longblonde curls and was no older. ” “I like your truck,” she said, running her hand over the edge of the bed on my hotrod 72 Ford pickup with a cherry bomb muffler and glass pack pipes. “Well thanks, want to take a quick spin in it? It’s loud! And fast!” She laughed and smiled while looking at the ground. “Sure, I would love to,” she said looking up into my eyes. I walked around to the passenger side lighting my cigarette and then opening the door for her to get in. As she sat down in the truck I noticed her soft legs, looking. ‘Scared that I might get caught, but no remorse. He had sex with my wife numerous times. Here, I have her planner where she wrote it.’ Dexter reached in and took out a stack of daily planners from assorted years out of his sports bag. ‘You can’t have those!’ yelled Marsha. ‘That’s my personal stuff.’ ‘I’m sorry, Mrs. Manowitz. These are evidence in at least ten homicides. You’ll get them back after your husband’s trial.’ Marsha started crying again while her sister and one of her friends.