She awoke with a start and cast her hand across her eyes, as though she wished not to see. She'd been dreaming of . . . of what? . . . something terrifying enough to jolt her out of sleep. Her heart pounded like a crazed animal frantic to escape a cage; she gasped, suffocating. Only darkness now, but the terror lingered, like an indelible, formless stain spilled over her mind. What had happened to her? Something about her father . . . ? No . . . or yes, maybe. . . . Something so horrifying . . . only a moment ago, and already vanished. As she calmed, she felt amazement. Dear God, how could something so shattering befall her that, within the wink of an eye, she forgot? Dear God, how many such ghastly occurrences had disappeared, disappeared but still borne inside her--gone but there? How ma