Cleo doesn't speak very much. Her silence says "I have asked you before, and you did not answer" Thats how she protests. She says, "I reduce myself as a way of growing tall, I am so small you will not see me stab back my revenge" Because sometimes she feels that way, like stabbing and crying and blinding blundering through the hearts of them all.

She smiles more now - here in this house with Jason, and Charlotte - a calm sea in the camality of her mothers mania. But no Granddad. That is the worst part.

She sees the soldiers and the policeman, she sees the angry men lock their gaze with other angry men, she sees the milkman and the teacher, and the neighbours and their children and the face of God - and amonsgt all this she searches for her father, always searching for the face of this man she knows so well and has not met.
She is so scared that if she ever were to see him, he would cease to exist.



Who Will Sing Me Lullabies - a song by Kate Rusby

Lay me down gently, lay me down low,
I fear I am broken and won't mend, I know.
One thing I ask when the stars light the skies,
Who now will sing me lullabies,
Oh who now will sing me lullabies?

In this big world I'm lonely, for I am but small,
Oh angels in heaven, don't you care for me at all?
You heard my heart breaking for it rang through the skies,
So why don't you sing me lullabies,
Oh why don't you sing me lullabies?

I lay here; I'm weeping for the stars they have come,
I lay here not sleeping; now the long night has begun.
The man in the moon, oh he can't help but cry,
For there's no one to sing me lullabies,
Oh there's no one to sing me lullabies?

So lay me down gently, oh lay me down low,
I fear I am broken and won't mend, I know .
One thing I ask when the stars light the skies,
Who now will sing me lullabies,
Oh who now will sing me lullabies?

Who will sing me to sleep,
Who will sing me to sleep?