hiding? She would surely blame herself for this, too.

and I feared she would blame me for something

unspeakable. I was too ashamed and felt far too guilty.

Dr. Anderson had been struggling to get me to open

that final secret door, but I had resisted even though I

blew he had some deep suspicions and would not stop

until he had succeeded.

I hadn't just had sex with Kirby, my mother's

husband.

Although I wasn't showing yet. I knew I was

pregnant..

I couldn't be more positive about it and more

terrified of revealing anything, especially to Mommy. .

How many times over the next two months did

I try to convince myself it wasn't my fault? How many

times was it on the tip of my tongue to tell her

everything? Every time I thought I could do it I heard

myself questioning myself. Was it your fault? Were

you flirting- with him as he had once said? Did you

have to spend all that time doing- things with him?

Did you have a crush on him? Why didn't you scream

more, fight more when he kissed you like a lover

kisses a -woman that first time? And if you were

raped, why did you wait so long to reveal it? Why

did you let your mother sleep with the man who had

done this to you? Why didn't you have the decency,

the loyalty, to protect her? How do you look at

yourself in the mirror every day?

Fortunately Kirby was really gone from our

lives, mostly. Mommy thought, out of fear of being

Tags: V.C. Andrews De Beers Horror
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