you don’t sit up ly, I’ll kill both of you.”

    “Mama, don’t go,” Orhan said.

    Doairs, I bound opping told  my fat died a natural deatened and recited some prayers asking for Allaection. Sared at ion for my fat enougo unleas of crying? Sed to go upstairs and see him.

    “ upstairs,” I said. “he back room.”

    S me suspiciously. But  y. S. Sook four or five steps beyond trance of tcood, and  and appre of t first to see my fatrying to illuminate tangular room.

    “Aaa sig  beside t  along table ionless. As s surned, s crying. I o see t sill s about o be able to register completely o tell her.

    “Noen to me, s oairs oo; troyed all, ’s ion you. After you t, I also  out. Father was home by himself.”

    “I  a,” sly. “here were you?”

    I ed o take careful note of my silence. t  you  breato anyone. Nor, for time being, ion t my father has been killed.”

    “ t murdered him?”

    as sruly suc or o corner me?

    “If I kne  t  know. Do you?”

    “ are o do now?”

    “You’re going to besoever  to o burst out crying, but I restrained myself. e bot.

    Mucer, I said, “Forget about t out the children.”

    Sed and started to cry, and I put my arms around igarily pitying, not only myself and t all of us. But even as   me. You kno leaving my fat did  I’d explained to and? Indeed, yes, sand and gro o cover up my  as if I  y, but I suspect t you mig as  it, you believe t I’m e be any darker? I began to cry, then hayriye cried, and we em