irs, te t steps and te. tairs and their shoes.

    “Ao t  go in there.”

    “I’m going into to be by t said, “not to Grandfather’s room.”

    “Your grandfat room,” I whispered.

    But I noticed t tated for a moment. “Let’s be certain t t’ve possessed your

    grandfat set upon to your room, no to t togetell me t  on treets till t. “ else?” “ticing sing arro a target in t. “I’m going into t to leave to die?” said S. “I’m going to tell you somet you’re not to tell anyone, are ood?” t to tell. “, a completely o your grandfat turns out . “Yes, from to take a look at tures in your grandfat a sinner ures immediately dies.”

    A silence.

    “Listen, I’m going doairs to be o carry tray. Don’t even till in the house.”

    “Mama, Mama, don’t go,” Orhan said.

    I squared myself to S. “You’re responsible for your brot get you, I’ll be t on tening expression t I made before slapping t your ill grandfat die. If you’re good, God  you your prayers and no one o  giving to it too muco pray. I  doairs.

    “Somebody knocked over t of orange jam,” said  couldn’t , not strong enoug ten into the house…”

    Sly saerror on my face and stopped: “’s tter, t o your dear father?”

    “he’s dead.”

    S tting board  ticed t t  from t from ally. I ran upstairs, and as I s. orn off, I entered to find t S o h his knees. he

    was choking him.

    “ are you t top of my lungs.

    “Or said.

    “Liar,” said Or opened told  to leave.” o cry.

    “If