"What made you go with those kids. April?" "I don't know. I just went." I said.
"You knew what they were like. How did they
get you into the car? What did they say?" she pursued, her voice resonating with suspicions. I dared not tell
her about the accusations.
"I don't know. They said we'd have fun. Jenna
said..."
"What?" she snapped.
"That Luke liked me."
"Luke? Luke Isaac? You went because she said
that?" I shrugged and looked away. I heard her sigh
deeply. "What else happened to you. April?" she
asked.
"What do you mean?"
"I know you aren't telling it all. I saw it in your
face when we first picked you up. Just like Daddy
used to say, your skin turns to glass when you lie, and
it's like looking through a window."
I was silent.
"Okay. April, if you force me to be specific. I'll
be specific. What else did they do to you after you
drank the vodka? Did either of the boys do something
sexual?"
I started to cry. Brenda, the petrified tree, stood
firm. waiting. "He tried," I said.
"Who tried?"
"Luke."
"Meaning what?"
"He said he wanted to do me a favor and... do it
to me. He said he was an expert with virgins. He even
had his wallet marked with his conquests. I was so