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41After dinner, Martha had insisted that Carla went for a nap. She told her the leeches would take a lot of blood and the less energy she used, the quicker her blood supply would be replenished. Carla slept for the rest of the day and right through the night and might have remained asleep but for Martha waking her next morning.Carla woke, still clothed and on top of Martha's bed where she had laid down just for a nap.%u201cCarla, honey. You%u2019ve slept through the day and the night. Trouble, love. Your father is approaching with two men in a boat.%u201d Martha said.Carla saw Martha was carrying a shotgun with a shorter barrel. %u201cDamn. Okay let%u2019s go and sort them out.%u201d She told Martha, sitting up and feeling all the leeches fall off into her tucked-in tee shirt and shorts.She asked Martha to quickly fetch the plastic box. She did and they deposited the leeches into it and went outside.He three men were mooring the boat. It was a motorised vessel and certainly not her father%u2019s, Carla thought. She heard her father approaching and pointing. The men started to walk towards the house.%u201cThat%u2019s far enough,%u201d Martha called out and raised the gun to point at them.%u201cLower your weapon,%u201d one of the men said.It was then they noticed he wore a gun belt and holster.%u201cI%u2019m the town marshal. He says you are underage and you%u2019ve absconded. I%u2019m here to take you back.%u201dCarla told Martha to pass her the gun. Carla cocked both barrels and shouted, %u201cOver my dead body and all of yours. I%u2019m eighteen. I%u2019ll do what I like and I ain't returning to a home with a rapist as a father in it, Swamp TrampChapter 3: Birth