Chapter 27

I smelled something good cooking, though I had electric appliances, so didn’t figure that out until later. Burk had brought the neighbor’s barbeque grill from their back porch over onto ours and was cooking right outside the kitchen door. His cleverness and quick thinking never failed to amaze me.

While we were alone, Talia said, “I should have just let them rape me. Then Tad would still be alive.” She looked so depressed and guilty, I couldn’t just leave it alone.

I said brusquely, “Likely, they’d have raped him, too. You did the best you could, and in my opinion, it was a pretty damn good best.”

She looked at me like she’d never thought of anything like that ever happening, but her shocked expression soon faded to a crumpled mess. Then with a deep breath, she managed to compose herself. “I suppose you’re right.” She sighed. “Thank you for that. I think.” She shuddered, and then we both drank some wine.