Reflections
--Jeffery--
I got the call from Garret Macy. I had an anxiety attack.
I felt like my heart was one hundred pounds and it was slowly dropping through my body on the way to my feet and it was taking everything else with it on its way. I was thinking a million thoughts a minute but my brain felt like jelly.
I thought of how she was feeling. What she was doing. What she was being forced to do.
I forced everything from my mind because I thought that that's what she would have wanted me to do. She would want me to be strong. I stood up from my desk, I got in my car and I drove to the scene.
--Matt--
When I saw him touching her I couldn't believe my eyes. I wanted to break down the door, gun the freak down, take her into my arms and kiss her. I wanted to tell her that I should never have let her go. I wanted to tell her at that very moment that I still loved her, that I've never stopped loving her.
Instead, I turned from the window, walked down the driveway and called for backup. I did so because that's what she told me to do.
--Lily--
I felt dirty. I would never be clean again because he had touched me.
I felt helpless. There was nothing I could do to comfort the child, clinging to his mother.
I felt trapped.
