"Get him away from me," he heard her say as she sat unmoving on the bed.

"Sweetheart," he whispered putting his gun down moving towards her but she did not respond. She was still asleep he realized as he looked closely at her.

"I am a good mother. I will never be like you," she said angrily. "Marcel please get him away from me," she begged as tears ran down her cheeks.

"Who do you want me to get rid of for you my love," he responded.

"My father," she whispered. "No, ...