Abigail’s life became more and more austere as she abandoned nearly everything but her prayers. The villagers began to bring food and leave it in ba...kets at her door, for she had ceased caring for herself.All of the villagers were haunted by the silent tree on the hill. Every day, the script burnt into the trunk of the tree accused them.“Evil was done here. Innocence murdered. God abandoned. Pray! The only way back to God is though Grace but you have destroyed the only Grace in this cursed. Only I knew the combination to get us back out of the cell block. “Do you boys want to see my young Asian pussy? Do you want me to show you what a virgin looks like? The grunts grew into demands and crude invitations to do more than talk. I punched a button on my smart phone and the lights in the center of the room came up substantially, putting the young woman in the crisp white shirt and black sweater in a favorable light while seemingly making the shadows darker still where the men waited.. She got up and left the room. I heard voices in the distance. Laughter and giggling filled the lower level of the house. I knew that they were discussing me. I wanted to run, but how can an inanimate object move. I heard them running up the stairs, I prepared myself to be turned back into Lucy. Talk about bathing and going out came from the other side of the room. The shower was turned on and I heard Suzi singing. She came back into my vision. Her jeans, bra, blouse and then I were picked up. He was dominating her, and she was on fire. And he said it again, "Remember, the whole ball of wax-after you become free."When she got back to the room, the flowers were there, with a similar card.She broke her date with Warren that evening, feigning sickness, and managed to avoid him all weekend with the same excuse.Monday, in calculus, he did the same thing. Surreptitious touches with a firm, strong hand. Footsie under the desk. And, after class, he grabbed her and kissed her again, one hand.