Shane was walking restlessy back and forth over the floor in the livingroom, waiting for Helen. She heard the phone call, but she couldent focus on anything else than the thought of what Helen had found out about her father. “Was he a murder? A criminal? Dead?” These where some of the thoughts that crossed Shanes mind these minutes.
She sat down, tried to be calm, and kept telling herself that it probably wasen`t that bad as she might think.

Shane sat there, biting her nails when she heard Helens steps in the hall. “Shane, I came as fast as i could” she started, totally out of breath. “What do you know about my father?” Shane asked unpatiently and tried to get to the subject as quickly as possible. Helen looked down. “I know I shoulden`t have searched without you, but I contacted the police and checked out his background…”. “And..what did you find out?” Shane asked with a face that expressed a mixture of frustration and nerveousity. “I will tell you now, but before I do, you have to know that this situasion is really hard for me too. This will come as a shock to you.” Helen said and stepped a little closer to Shane. “Just tell me Helen. What is it that you`ve found out? I need to know”. Shanes voice were calm. “Shane. I don`t know if you`ll belive me, but I know who you`re father is. It`s someone we both know. It`s Alan”. Shanes face lost it`s life spark. It seemed like she wasen`t even there, though she stood barely one feet away from Helen, but there was no reaction or moves what so ever.

“Shane…talk to me”…she stepped closer and reached out to touch her, but Shane immediately pulled away. “I need to be alone….sorry I just..” Shane shook her head like she woulden`t belive it, and her voice changed to more angery and desperate. “Are you shure?…I mean, you have to be shure about this!”. Helens voice kept calm. “Ofcourse Shane. You can get the document..I would never told you if it wasen`t tr…” Helen knew that it was no use saying anything now, so she just shut her mouth, and stood there as Shane walked away into the bedroom, and as she watched her close the door behind her, she could hear a silent cry. Helen walked towards the door which lead into Shanes room. “Do you want me to leave?”, she asked. There was no answer, just a few minutes silence…