It was Thursday night. I was standing in the hallway, in front of the closed door to Kristy's room, which I knocked on.
"Yeah?" Kristy asked from inside.
"It's Karen," I replied.
"Oh. Come in."
I opened the door and went inside, closing it behind me.
"Hey," I said.
Kristy looked up from her reading.
"Oh, hey Karen."
"How are you?"
"Um…"
"That's not much of an answer."
"Yeah I know."
I crossed the room to her bed.
"You mind if I sit down?" I asked.
"No, go right ahead," Kristy said distractedly.
"How are you?"
"Ok."
"Oh."
"What's wrong?" I asked her. "
"As you know, Dad came here the other night."
"Yeah, so I heard."
"And he came into my room and…pinned me down and…did away with me."
"Oh god. I had a feeling something like that had happened."
"Well, you were right."