Aunt Celia didn't look like herself anymore, but after another six months they said she was better or at least well enough to go home. Leah was very afraid of giving the children back to Celia. Again there were many discussions and family meetings about how, if and when the children should return. Ultimately it was decided that the children would return to their mother. But Aunt Celia just couldn't get over what had happened and couldn't take care of one child, much less two. He devoured her, tore her insides. The children were affected by his pain and his involuntary neglect. ; however negligence is negligence and after her third nervous breakdown Leah went to the authorities with her concerns. She was eventually appointed guardian of the children. If Aunt Celia had been torn to pieces before, this tore her apart even more. It was after she lost the children that the suicidal thoughts and attempts began. How he presented himself seducing her on every occasion; he offered her relief again and again, spoke to her pain, reassuring her that death would be better. It should have and would have happened so easily, but something beyond her control held her despite every temptation.CHAPTER SIXTEEN There were days when all Celia could do was ask God why? She's never been a bad person, so why would something like this happen to her? Her thoughts didn't help her. She became very angry, the kind of anger that turns in on itself, attacking her, eating her up inside. He thought about how harsh, cold, and uncaring God was for allowing all of this to happen. Celia spent so many days curled up, crying until her eyes were red. They became a red river that flowed endlessly. She had become weakened by her grief... in the middle of a sheet of paper... and I wondered if he really knew what love was. In his mind and in his abilities he knew what he felt. But he had to wonder if there was another kind of love; a love that would make you love and care for love and not hurt love. If there was such a love, he wanted it. Where to find it or how he didn't know. Valarie finally came down the stairs, Samuel could see that she was trying to ignore the previous night. It was quiet outside, but inside it was like a roller coaster. He could see she was trying to maintain her composure, she was afraid to let go. She acknowledged him with a faint glance and sat down at the dining table while clasping her hands around the cup, as if seeking warm comfort from it. Samuel decided in his mind that none of this would deter him. She approached him. and he held her, he held her like he had never held her before.