He...”The hurt straining her expression stirred my heart. I knew that ache of betrayal. Ever since I realized my wife was cheating on me, I felt tha.... It made you question everything. Made you ask what was wrong with you that the person who promised to love and be faithful to you no longer did. It sent you reeling. It killed your self-esteem. I wallowed in mire, thought I was trapped. My wife threatened to ruin my life if I left her. She would lie about me abusing her. She was Catholic. Divorce. She would bat her eyes, smile cutely, spending her time flirting with the hoard of boys surrounding her. It made me sick to my stomach. The entire night, this was how it went.Finally, the day ended and it was just me and my sister in the tent together.“Do you really have to do that all day? You know I hate it.”“What, with the guys? I’m not gonna do anything with them, I just enjoy the attention. It’s nice to have people paying attention to me, competing over me.”“I understand that, believe me,. ." she started, "my mother thought itwould be cute if I went 'Trick or Treating' for Halloween with mycousin. It was a spur of the moment deal and I had no costume so I woresomething she, my cousin, had lying around. It was a princess costume."At first I felt funny in the costume, because it was a girls costumeand I was a boy, but I soon got to like it and was as comfortable in it,as if I was wearing my regular clothes. My cousin, Rebecca, wore aBride's Gown. "We spent the afternoon trick or. In the corner she found an old mattress with a crumpled stained blanket surrounded by several used condoms, one or two of which seemed to have been recently filled. Her gorge rose and she breathed through her mouth to avoid having to savour the stench.“David...” she said, her voice shaky.“Can we please get out of here,” she turned her back on the makeshift sex nest and began to walk briskly to the door.“Yeah let’s go Chelle, this place is a dump and it stinks. Looks like we’ll have to backtrack.