(12/10/97)["Better than my father."]  I am the daughter of an Arab politician. There is a single bed in a room. I am in it. I think my father and mother slept with me. But I am grown up now. So I am kicked out. My father now won't speak to me or pay any attention to me. My mother is still supportive. I decide to leave the bedroom and explore. I go downstairs where the men are,