Scott asked, “Are you all right?”
“I’m all right,” I lied.
We made small talk while watching dust devils that looked like tiny tornadoes flitting across the terra firma. Cathy and Scott were saying goodbye. “We’re moving to Utah. We’ll write.” As Cathy moved toward me, I stepped back, resisting her outstretched arms because my body experienced pain with an embrace. Todd had swatted me often enough that my body no longer recognized the difference between a hard hit and a warm hug. I had lost contact with my friends; I could not confide in them. There was nothing left to say.
“Lynn, you take care of yourself, okay?”
“Yeah, sure.” I was sure that another friendship bit the dust.
- She rarely goes out without her partner
- He unilaterally controls every aspect of a date
- She is restricted from seeing family and friends
- He controls who they see, when, where, and for how long
|Isolated Desert Trailer|
*Tolson 4 TEARS: Telling Everyone About Rape & Suicide, so no shed tear is wasted.