john9221
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y faceand makes a
note in his file.
'Alrighty. What can you tell me about your family life?'
'It's just regular.' Goosens holds his pen stilland looks at me. He knows he just found a major
bug up my ass.
'The file notes that you live with your mother. What can you tell me about that relationship?'
'Uhit's just–regular.' The whole subject drags a major tumor out of my assdon't fucken ask
me why. It just lies there on the floorthrobbingglistening with gut-slime. Goosens even leans
back in his chairto avoid the heaving tang of my fucken family life.
'No brothers?' he askswisely steering east. 'No unclesor–other male influences in your
familial network?'
'Not really' I say.
'But you had–friends …?' My eyes drop to the floor. He sits quiet for a momentthen reaches
over to rest a hand on my leg. 'Believe meJesus touched me too–the whole affair touched me
deeply. If you're abletell me what happened that day.'
I try to dodge the spike of panic you get when you hear yourself fixing to bawl. 'Things had
already started when I got back.'
'Where had you been?' asks Goosens.
'I got held uprunning an errand.'
'Vernonyou're not on trial here–please be specific.'
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