she pulled away from him and swam to the men . the farther she moved along its banks , the more she was filled with the overwhelming desire to look into the river , to put her hand in the water . my head snapped forward , but there was nothing i could do . what had it all been for ? why would our daddies do that ? `` if i 'd answered his call , or called him back , i might have been able to prevent it . i hugged her and snuggled into the hold . 