Whipped and bound niece

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"But I want to be an actress!" Cathy screamed at her mother.

Shiela Harp just went on knitting and staring at the television.

"You'll soon get that nonsense out of your head," Shiela said rather grimly, "and you're certainly not going to give up that restaurant training to chase off after some stupid dream like being an actress."

Shiela flipped the channel with an irritated flick of her hand and then flipped it back.

"But Uncle Conrad has an agency," Cathy said defiantly. "I'm going to ask him."

"You are not!" her mother snapped. She flipped the channel again. "I haven't spoken to my brother in ten years, and I don't intend to for the next ten."

"I know where he works," Cathy jeered, flicking her long dark hair over shoulders. "I don't need you."

"Don't you dare go anywhere near my brother!" Shiela snapped, finally looking up. "That's an order, I don't like the way he lives. And he was the one who got your father to run off with that… that actress! Or so she said. I've never seen her on the television."

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