That’s not your daughter doing those things. Pete tried to gather all the pictures and pages of Tara’s letter together and flubbed it, sending most of it all over the floor. xnx “Can I help you?”
“Tara is here. You better show me these pictures, Reverend. There’s a place that can help her, Pete.”
Pete took the pictures and crumpled them together with the rest of it. “Where’s my daughter?” he demanded. “I’ll keep these safe and secret for now. There’s a place that can help her, Pete.”
Pete took the pictures and crumpled them together with the rest of it. Just got a little carried away, is all.” Pete said, recovering quickly. “The last house on Bleeker ave.”
“Go get, her, Pete, and bring her back here.
