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ever seen him. His shoulders were wider, his neck much thicker, and his arms and hands longer. His eyes glowed.
    He closed the door. Brianna spun on me, a look of panic and shock on her face, her eyes almost as luminous as Daddy’s were in the moonlight. It was as grotesque an expression as I had ever seen on her.
    “Lorelei! What are you doing out here?”
    “I fell out of my window,” I said, moaning and rubbing my shoulder.
    She hurried down to me and seized me at the back of my neck. “Why would you fall out of a window?”
    “You woke me up, and I wanted to see what was going on. Who was that man? Why did he scream? Why was Daddy carrying him into the house? What happened to him?”
    “Quiet,” she ordered.
    She marched me forward, waited a moment at the front door, and then opened it. She pushed me in, but as we turned toward our bedrooms, I looked up toward the top of the stairway. Daddy was leaning over the young man. He looked as if he was kissing him on the neck and shaking his body the way I might shake a rag doll.
    “What’s Daddy doing?” I asked Brianna.
    Daddy heard me and started to turn our way.
    “I told you to be quiet,” Brianna said. She lifted me at the waist and hurriedly carried me down the hallway and back to my room, where Mrs. Fennel was waiting at the door. The sight of her standing there looking even more furious than Daddy had looked frightened me even more.
    “You fool,” she told Brianna. “How could you let this happen?”
    “I didn’t let it happen. She leaned too far out of her window and fell.”
    She ripped me out of Brianna’s arms roughly. “Go to your room.”
    “But what about the car?”
    “I’ll do what has to be done,” Mrs. Fennel said. “As always. I’m the one left to look after the messes you and your sisters cause.”
    “I didn’t do anything. I…”
    “Go,” Mrs. Fennel said. Then she took me into my room and slammed the door shut on Brianna. I was able to glance back at her before it closed. She looked even more terrified than I felt.
    I started to cry. Mrs. Fennel ignored that, as usual, and slammed me onto my bed. It was always hard for me to believe that anyone who was as slim as she was had such strength in her arms, but I often caught her lifting heavy things, things I imagined most men would have trouble lifting.
    “Stop that crying instantly.”
    “I didn’t mean to fall out the window. It just happened. What… who is that man? Why is Daddy carrying him on the stairway? Daddy looked so big and angry.”
    She stared down at me for a long moment. There was something about her look, her posture, the way her anger subsided, that told me she wasn’t just going to leave me wondering about it. I quickly caught my breath, flicked the tears off my cheeks, and sat up a bit, folding my hands in my lap.
    “You must never tell anyone about that young man or any young man who is brought here,” she began.
    I was afraid to ask why not, afraid she would simply turn and walk out, but how could I tell anyone anything anyway? I had no friends.
    “I can’t tell anyone. I don’t know anyone,” I said.
    Very rarely did I see her smile, especially at somethingI had done or said, but she smiled that time. “You’re very intelligent for your age, Lorelei,” she continued. “Obviously more intelligent than your older sister, maybe both older sisters.”
    That took my breath away. A compliment from Mrs. Fennel? And now, when it seemed I had done something terrible? I wasn’t sure how to react or what to say.
    “I expect you will be able to understand a little more at an age younger than your sisters were able to understand, so I’ll tell you more.” She then did something she never had done. She sat on my bed and took my hand into hers. “You’re all very special, because you and your sisters can keep your daddy strong, healthy, and alive. You want to do that very much, don’t you?”
    I nodded, still afraid to speak, to utter a sound that