Olivia (Logan 5)

"I'll call you tomorrow," Arnold promised. They all made the same promise and then

started out. I followed them to the doorway and

watched them descend the stairs before turning back

to Belinda.

"Wasn't that nice?" she asked.

"Which one was it, Belinda?"

"Pardon?"

"You know what I mean. Who was the father?"

She shook her head.

"I told you. I don't know, Olivia. Besides,

Daddy said we shouldn't talk about it anymore," she

cried, turning her face to the pillow.

"Was it one of them? It was, wasn't it?" "Please, Olivia."

"Does he know, whoever it is? Does he know

what happened in this room?"

"Stop it, Olivia." She put her hands over her

ears. "I won't listen to you."

I closed in on her.

"Did you call him and tell him what went on,

what your father had to do? Did you?"

"No. I don't know who I would call, I told you." "Disgusting, Belinda. It's disgusting enough to

do what you did, but to not know . . ."

She started to cry.

"I'm going to get sick again and I won't be able

to return to school," she threatened.

"Won't that be a great loss for the school," I

muttered.

I left her sniffling and went downstairs to find

Daddy. He was in his office filing some papers. It was

where he kept all our personal tax documents and