“I don’t know why you chose to be washed by a naked boy,” queried Mrs. Fanny, dragging Kate by the arm into the sitting room to see the CCTV footage.

She stared with fire in her eyes as Brian washed her in the shower. Furiously her arms came on her eyes as she broke down in tears, her face between her knees. But Mrs. Fanny bestowed pity upon her and nursed her with a resounding remark.

“You got to be careful with that kid-ass. He played a smart one on you. Can’t you see?” she stole a glance at Kate and removed her arms from her eyes, “Come on look...