"Uncle Bruce!!" Lavender squealed and began squirming in my arms.
"Cutie pie! How are you?" Brusilov asked as he came closer to Lavender and put his arms out for her.
"Fine uncle Bruce." Lavender replied, also putting her arms out for him.
"That's good, cutie pie." He said. Then he came closer to me and whispered in my ear. "Let me take her off your hands for a while."
I took a few steps back and hugged Lavender closer and tighter to my body. Brusilov came a few steps closer and whispered in my ear again. "She's my daughter too or have you forgotten that already? Hand her over!" I looked at Lavender who was desparate to be held by Brusilov, because she was getting really fussy with me. If only she understood why I didn't want her near him, if only she understood what a monster her fath
