29

Six days before the trial.   

LAILAH

With some momentum, I make a little effort and sit on the kitchen counter. I stare at the white toaster, hoping that at any moment both pieces of bread will pop out and that they haven't burned me.

My head keeps repeating a thousand times "What are you going to do?", And then that makes me keep asking myself "Am I sure I want to put Amon in jail?" and I start to go round and round until I can't take it anymore and I get overwhelmed.

And then there is the matter of my father. I can hardly describe in words how bad I felt when Azael told me the story. Has my father always been like this? What about that affectionate man who taught me to ride a bike and bought me ice cream without my mother knowing about it? Now I start to remember that Dad would always disappear without saying anything, then come back two days later and argue with Monique. They never