Authors: Ayesha Zaman
“
I just
don’t
know
w
h
y
I
ca
n
’t
s
e
e
y
ou
th
i
s
w
a
y
.
I
a
m
a
lso h
e
lp
l
e
ss
in
th
i
s
matter
Alici
a
,
t
r
y to
und
e
rst
a
nd.”
He whisp
e
r
e
d in h
e
r
e
a
r.
“
I
c
an
fe
e
l
Ed
w
in
but
n
o
bo
d
y
,
including
y
o
u
,
kn
o
ws
how
I
a
m
fe
e
l
i
ng
l
i
ke
the
s
e
d
a
y
s
.
I wish
I
c
ould
r
e
v
ea
l
that.”
S
he s
a
id
i
n disappointment.
“
I
th
i
nk we
should go h
o
me
now.”
He
sug
g
e
sted.
“
W
h
a
t
?
You
a
re
talking
a
bout
going
home
?
”
s
h
e r
e
d
ee
m
e
d h
e
rs
e
lf
f
r
om
his
g
ra
sp.
“
A
r
e
y
ou
t
r
y
ing
to
e
nj
o
y
m
y h
e
lp
l
e
s
sness
?
”
she lost
h
e
r t
e
mpe
r
.
“
No! This
is
not
so.
L
e
t
me finish.”
E
d
win tried
to
let h
e
r down,
“
w
h
y
do
y
ou
take
me
w
r
ong
e
v
e
r
y
t
i
me?
J
ust
l
i
s
ten to
me.”
He
took
a
sigh
“
I will
s
e
a
r
c
h
a
bout
it
tod
a
y
a
nd
we will
s
t
a
rt
finding
it
b
y
t
omor
r
ow.
Ok
a
y
?
”
he
s
a
w
in
t
o
h
e
r
e
y
e
s.
“R
ea
l
l
y
?
”
S
he
b
eca
m
e
e
x
c
i
t
e
d
a
g
a
in
l
ike a
c
hi
l
d
.
“
S
h
a
ll
we
go home no
w
?
”
he
a
sked,
ign
o
ring h
e
r
r
e
sponse.
“
S
u
re
, w
h
y
not.” A
s
o
ft sm
i
le sp
rea
d on h
e
r
fa
ce
.
Ed
w
in
sta
r
ted w
a
lk
i
ng to
the p
a
rking. And
Alicia
follow
e
d hi
m
.
“
Ed
w
in” she
ca
l
l
e
d hi
m
.
“
Y
e
s
?
”
he
c
ont
i
nu
e
d w
a
l
king.
“
Th
a
nk
y
ou so mu
c
h.”
S
he
said
soft
l
y
.
Ed
w
in
did
not
r
e
spond
i
n
r
e
turn.
App
r
o
a
c
hing
the
ca
r, he op
e
ned
the
door f
o
r h
e
r,
she s
a
t
a
nd
he w
e
nt
to
the
d
r
iv
i
ng s
ea
t s
i
lent
l
y
.
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*
*****************************
W
hi
l
e
taking
tea in
t
h
e
e
v
e
ning,
Ed
w
in
tho
u
ght
a
bout Alici
a
’s inc
r
e
a
sing
c
on
c
e
rn
a
bout
wh
a
t
she h
a
s
j
ust
sta
r
ted f
e
e
l
i
ng
a
bout.
He
w
a
s
th
i
nking
how
to
make
h
e
r
g
e
t
rid
of
a
ll
th
i
s.
“
I
t
m
a
y
b
e
something
l
i
k
e
s
c
hi
z
ophr
e
nia
o
r
h
a
l
l
u
c
inatio
n
.
I must
talk
to
a good
p
s
y
c
hiatrist
a
bout
it
b
e
fo
r
e it
c
ould
take roots in her
m
i
nd.” He
t
h
ought
t
o hi
m
s
e
lf.
Th
e
n
the
s
ce
ne
fl
a
shed
t
h
r
ough
his
m
i
nd wh
e
n
h
e
talk
e
d
to Alicia
a
bout
c
onsult
i
ng
a p
s
y
c
hiatrist
a
nd
she
lost
h
e
r temp
e
r. This
th
i
ng
m
a
d
e it
more dif
f
icult
to
d
e
vise
some w
a
y
.
“
W
h
y shouldn’t
I
talk
to
Un
c
le
F
r
e
d
r
ic
k
,
he
h
a
s
got
r
e
t
i
r
e
d now a
d
a
y
?
”
A
w
o
rk
a
ble
idea
c
l
i
c
k
e
d his m
i
nd.
Mr.
F
r
e
d
r
ick
w
a
s
the
mat
e
rn
a
l
un
c
l
e of
Ed
w
i
n
a
nd
a
n
e
xp
e
ri
e
n
ce
d
p
s
y
c
h
i
a
trist
a
s w
e
l
l
.
He h
a
d a
r
e
ma
r
k
a
ble
f
r
a
nkn
e
ss wi
t
h hi
m
.
He
made
a
pho
n
e
c
a
ll
to
Mr.
F
r
e
d
r
ic
k
,
who
a
l
r
ea
d
y kn
e
w
a
bout
Alicia b
e
ing
Ed
w
in’s
b
e
st
f
r
ien
d
,
a
nd
t
old
him
the whole si
t
u
a
t
i
on.
Mr.
Fr
e
d
r
ick
g
a
ve
a hope
to
Ed
w
in
a
nd p
r
om
i
s
e
d to a
r
rive
the
n
e
xt d
a
y
.