Release Me Father
Taylor.
“Yes, yes, that's very good to hear. But,” her father said in a lower, more urgent voice.
Melanie had to cup her ear to the door with her hand to hear what he said next.
“Did you check for what we talked about, doctor? Is she still ... pure?”
“The purest,” said Dr. Taylor, “I assure you.”
Melanie heard her parents sigh in relief. She had to hold a hand over her mouth to stifle the laughter that threatened to escape her. Smiling to herself, she retreated back to her bed.