My Life As A Bat

The Speaking Girl

*Jason's POV*
Me and Damian walked into the dinning room to see everyone gathered around Margret. We ran over. I asked Bruce what was going on.
"She finally spoke in English" he said standing there shocked.
"Yes I can okay but can we get of the subject of the orphanage please" Margret asked in a small voice.
"Yes we can but I have a question first" said Bruce before asking "why didn't you say anything in English first"
"I didn't know if I could trust you yet, but when you guys ran out after I told you my story I knew you would never hurt me" she said quietly but a little louder than before
"That's okay you went through some bad stuff. Now lets get off that subject what do you do for fun?" asked Bruce. She just shrugged.
"I just drawl" she said rubbing her arm.
"May we see your drawings" I asked. She drastically shooked her head.
"What about guitar" asked Damian. She sighed before saying that they forced her to play guitar and when she left they forced her to take it with her. Alfred then appear out of no were and offer to take the guitar. She gave it to him and he disappeared around the corner.