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Doreen nodded, "I will try. I will tell what I can."
She took a drink of water and cleared her throat, "I don't remember the exact time line of how or when things took place but I do remember, as I said, the dreadful day way we found ourselves without a home and spending every night in a homeless shelter on Hamburg or with friends, many of those friends former co-workers. To help, I took a job as a waitress but it did little to help with the debt."
She sighed, "I don't remember the name of the man Daddy met. He didn't tell us who he was or what they were discussing. I only remember him telling us that it was the only opportunity before him, that if he told us too much that we may all be in danger."
She looked slightly toward the floor after another sigh, "I trusted him, Mom trusted him and for what it's worth, I still do."
She wiped her nose and continued, "Then he disappeared. He said that he had found a job but it required that he work far from home. When credits started getting wired to us on a regular basis and sometimes in larger amounts, Mom was able to get us an apartment. It wasn't a lot but it was something. He only came home twice due to his work but he seemed proud of whatever he was doing, even if he couldn't tell us exactly what he was doing. We didn't care so much as we were living somewhat comfortably again."
She started getting emotional, "But, I wanted to know where he was, what he was doing. I missed my Daddy. I needed to know........"
She started crying again, the memories and guilt of her own actions overtaking her.
"I..............I...........am so............sorry,............Daddy."
She then stood up and turned away from the camera, trying to collect herself.