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his pants and underwear on before reaching down for my panties and tossing them at me. Just like a trick; he’s done with me and now it’s time to go. I got to my feet and pulled them on, before I sat down on the edge of the bed waiting to be dismissed.
    He opened the door slightly and leaned a hand against the adjacent door as he poked his head out. I couldn’t hear what was being said, but the soft tone and the Dutch told me that it was clearly one of the grandmothers. I watched curiously as his body stiffened and he leaned his head back, a sigh escaping his body. He nodded before closing the door securely behind him and kept his back to me, hand still against the door.
    “Amity, come here please,” he said quietly.
    A bad feeling began to wash over me like a waterfall, as I got to my feet and made my way to him. As I neared him, I could almost swore that I heard him swear under his breath, but he used one hand to quickly wipe his face clean of any evidence of emotion before he turned to face me.
    “I must travel to Utrecht this afternoon. I have a pressing matter to attend to. I will return this evening,” he said.
    “Why are you telling me this?” I asked in confusion.
    “Because I want you to know why I will be gone. And to ensure that nothing foolish happens in my absence,” he said pointedly.
    I nodded in understanding. In other words, he didn’t want me to think this would be a good time to break any of the girls out.
    Minikin.
    “Am I excused, Kerstan? I’d like to get back to my room and um ...,” my voice trailed off, not finding the right words to lie with.
    “Yes. But she isn’t there. She’s in the Care Room where she is not granted visitors. Do you understand me?” he asked, grabbing me by an arm.
    I nodded and he let me go. Kerstan stepped aside, allowing me to leave his room, and I found a grandmother waiting to escort me back to the room all of his glorious hookers shared.
    I thanked her after she left me there and had I known how truly tragic the evening was going to turn; I would’ve followed my gut instinct and went to the Care Room. I would’ve told Minikin that I wanted nothing more to help her. I would’ve told her that she was still of much worth. I would’ve told her that somehow it was going to be okay.
    But I never did go and it was something that I would regret and hate myself for later on.

Six
    “G od, I wish I spoke the fucking language around here!” I shouted angrily as I sat down on my bed feeling defeated.
    I had just come back from desperately trying to coerce one of the grandmothers into letting me into the Care Room, but the language barrier and probable heads up from Kerstan, made it beyond impossible.
    I reached under my bed for my cigarettes and let out a shout of frustration when I pulled out an empty pack. If ever there was a time that I needed some nicotine it was at that exact moment. I crushed the pack in my hand before I threw it across the room. The other girls stole glances at me before starting to gossip amongst themselves. Christ only knows what they’ve heard, but what they’ve seen so far holds true; any of them who get close to me get punished and I didn’t know why.
    There has to be some way to get down to her. There has to be some way to let her know that I was forced to sit there and watch what happened to her.
    “Dames?” an elderly voice called out, snapping me out of my thoughts.
    I turned my attention to the door and the eldest of all the grandmothers was standing in the center of the room, while the others dispersed dresses to us.
    “When Kerstan returns tonight, he will have with him his wife,” she said in slow, broken English. “You are to not speak a word of what this home is for. She believes it to be a boarding school and you will present yourselves as such. Am I understood?”
    The other girls nodded, while I stared at her incredulously. He’s married? And this is a boarding school? Is his wife that fucking stupid?
    “There