"I knew he was holding back. "What else? Tell me." She..." Dad burst out crying.I held him and whispered, "Was she raped?"Dad just nodded his head.I k...ew then that this is what was going to happen to Patricia. I also knew who did it. Or at least who ordered it.Dad and Mom went to the hospital. Cathy was still out. Nick just sat on the couch in a daze. He just didn't know what to do and I didn't either.I sat with Nick and for the first time I could remember. He cried. After a while he moaned. Betsy said, “Good. All of the details you’ll need to know are on that sheet, including the location of where there’s a cache of food that you can use to feed your guests, and pay whatever staff remains in service. I’ve got a hundred hotels to hit in the next few hours.”“I hope you’re not too late getting to them.”“Please get someone to make calls to the other hotels and let them know that things are being taken care of.”“I’ll get some people on that right away.”Betsy said, “Good. I’ve got to. I was seven. Mom worked at a law firm. Dad’s an engineer. He spends some time on the road from time to time. Mom started leaving me with her sister when Dad was out of town. Next thing I knew, Mom and Dad split up. Dad moved out. Divorce. Mom sold the house when she moved in with Harv.Dad cried over me. I don’t think he cried much over Mom after he found out about her and Harv. I dunno. Like I said, I was seven.Mom remarried. Dad didn’t. For a while he rented an apartment and he got me every. I drove to her house and we stretched, hydrated and warmed up. We then took off from her door for a very tough, but enjoyable run in the hills that surrounded her house. We went up and down and around for a good 90 minutes before arriving back at her door. She invited me in and we went out back to her patio for water and GatorAid. We drank and dripped sweat and chatted for long while, letting our muscles cool and our singlets dry. She told me she was sticky and smelly and wanted to take a.
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