UnsaidAre we ready to listen to the unspoken words around us? His wife's voice was unmistakable. She was moaning and sighing, and he could hear his divan creaking. How he wished he had not come home that night. He was a mere mortal. His heart had betrayed him. What can he do? Somewhere else in the world, a child watches her father bullied into submission, while another is teased for his queer choices by those he trusts. Will the soft voices of the weak ever