QUOTE : You cannot count on your children, her father had said recently, although he was the last person to have any cause to make such remarks.<br />You cannot count on your children<br />, she repeated to herself.<br />After this person someone else will steal you, for an hour or for a night. And in three or four years someone will steal you for life. What shall I be to you then? To the thief you will say: Just a moment! I must rush over and say hello to my mother! And you really will do it in a rush, in five minutes in and out of the door, and your conscience will be as light as a feather afterwards! She brushed away violently. That is why one's hair gets white!