She screamed and tried to bend her knees.The Mexican man jerked her legs straight. ?Hey, puta, if you fight I’ll make a mess of it and it’ll hurt...more.? He gestured to his stomach with the handle of the bloodied blade. ?Take it in your stomach.? As he resumed the outlying cuts before the peel Taylor had no choice but to take his advice. Her legs were held straight, but the rest of her buckled into the foetal position between two steps. She felt light head. The haze that came when the. Mom handed me her phone to read. Basically it said, “Get them drunk, bring them home, and fuck them. I’ve got my date right here.” I just handed her phone back to her and reached down to caress her leg as it rubbed against me.We waited out in the mall area until Dad came out with the three girls. They followed us to Dad’s van and we all got in. Dad had told the girls that he had too much to drink and that his ‘sister’ was driving them home.Mom parked in the driveway and let Dad take them. "Again, the cloud settled over me, gradually shutting out the pain.The next two days were a blur. Mum feeding me some vile concoction. Yet aware that someone was always with me. Of strange comings and goings. Doorbells ringing. Foot steps. It never seemed to stop. Snatches of conversation that didn't make sense. Words like, 'sleep is the best thing for her, ' mixed in with, 'compensation, funeral, and next of kin.' Nothing but garbled words out of context.For two nights, I was vaguely aware of. For a second she felt panicky; should she make herself throw up? But then she looked at Claire, who had shed her coat to reveal a stunning red strapless dress, and decided to roll with it. What could go wrong?* * *Taking Olivia by one hand and Lexi by the other, Claire led them to a door that she opened to reveal a flight of steps leading downward. “Let me show you guys something,” Claire said, flipping a switch that caused lights to come on below them, flickering at first and then burning.