Rescue.

"Sheila, wait!"

President Joe jumped off instantly and his hands went down to cover up between his legs as he moved to a safer end of the room. Sheila stared down at the bed and her brows squeezed up from the sting in her eyes, she tossed the scissors onto the ground and pulled off the jacket of her gown and covered up the girl on the bed. The tears in her eyes couldn't stop forming.

"Where are the keys?" Sheila sniffled back her tears and turned to her dad with a furious look "Tell me where the keys are."

President Joe held down his head "They're in my jacket pocket."

She glanced around for his jacket and saw it hung on the side, she rushed for it and shakily took out the key bunch. Heading back to the bed with a sniffle as she tried to figure which key was for which lock but her hazy mind didn't give her a chance. Mrs. Crawford went up to her and held her hands before letting out with concern.

"Let me."

Sheila handed the keys over and stepped back with her shaky hands trying to hol