“One day I was having a Bible study with Rita, an older lady at our congregation. We were reading about the word molestation. I had never heard that word before that day. Rita explained, “It’s when an adult touches a young person’s private areas and does things to them.”
“Screaming at Paul she ran down the street toward him. The steaming rage coming out of this wild woman immobilized me with complete terror. All sound left my ears, my legs had piercing pain, and my body shook. I became gelatinous, oozing into my seat with the seatbelt as my…
“I flew down the stairs, rustling garbage, creating a new path on the visibly stained carpet. Slamming the front door open, sprinting to the root beer colored truck, I plopped myself in the middle of the bench seat, crossed my arms, and kicked my feet against the underside of the…
“It’s done; don’t let her get the best of you. Here, wipe your face,” as she reached for her towel. “Come on, let’s do this. You have to. You have no other choice.” She sat me on the toilet and wet the towel. As she wiped my face, I started…
