My mother let out a small screech when I bumped into her as I left the guest room to go to the kitchen. She cried; “Why are you here? Didn’t you h...ve a party last night? What is wrong?”I said; “Calm down my dear sweet mother; there were a couple of big problems that caused me to resign from the fraternity. I saw one of the boys molesting a new sorority pledge, and when I ended his activities, the frat would not do anything about it or to support me. So, I packed up and came here. You were. Got all that? Good."There was a click as she hung up the phone. Who was Antonio? Nothingwas coming to mind, and Lillianna certainly wasn't offering andanswers. She was talking again to Denise, "I'm sorry that we have tostay in the same room as him. I know it's awful, but there's nothing wecan do; we certainly can't let him go free, can we? My friend will beover in a moment to take care of you while I get you some freshclothes."Denise offered her first real sentence in quite some time, "What. Needless to say that my mom said yes, aunty and my mom are real close, real best friends. My mom was more than happy to send me, to her best friends house. My mom even teased her saying, now you both can cook any time you want because only me and aunty would be there, with uncle out of town and my holidays running, life couldn’t have been better, oh so sorry, i mean hotter. Mom informed me about these things later in the evening. I acted just for name sake as if i didn’t want to go and all.. The cold waters of the river kept me alive as I drifted downstreamtill I was able to crawl out of the water. As the warmth seeped backinto my body, the blood started to flow again. I don't know whatforce above or below kept me going, but I was able to extract myselfand get up to a house set back from the bank of the river. The ownerand her friend found me when the dogs started barking and whining. Myclothing was in rags, my wounds were gushing forth, I was barelyconscious when I was carried.