"I woke up at the sound of someone thrashing through the trees. T. Ray! I sat up, panicked, buttoning up my shirt. I heard his footsteps, the fast, heavy pant of his breathing. Looking down, I saw my mother's gloves and the two pitcures. I stopped buttoning and grabbed them up, fumbling with them, unable to think what to do, how to hide them. I had dropped the tin box back into its hole, too far away to reach. "Lileeee!" he shouted, and I saw his shadow plunge toward me across the ground. I jammed the gloves and the pitcures under the waistband of my shorts, then reached for the rest of the rest of the buttons with shaking fingers. Before I could fasten them, light poured down on my and there he was without a shirt, holding a flashlight.". . .Lile, the girl laying under the tree is in panic. She is out in the middle of the night and can hear her father coming towards her. She knows she will be in danger. This excerpt is describing how fearful she is towards her father indicating she has been in dangerous situations like this before. This relates to the child in the short fiction, being helpless and alone just as Lile is..
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