Then,I realized he was crying,softly. I had an unsettling feeling inside of me,and I felt as if I were in a trace. “Daddy?” I murmured softly,the syllables barely escaping my lips. Promptly,he turned around, fear written on his dark face.”Go back to bed,sweetheart,” he said tighly, with a firm harshness I had never heard before.”But Daddy, I was just….” “Get back into your bed this instant!” he thundered. Still, his voice shook, as did his whole body. For a moment I stood,too shocked to move, then I scurried away down the corridor; away from a torn soul.