He’s been nothing but good.’ ‘Joanne…’ Her father tried to say something she didn’t particularly care to hear at the moment. ‘You know, ...ou’re right, Dad. I did treat Jerry pretty bad last night. Maybe, I should have let him hit me. Would that have made you happy? I don’t think one punch woulda been enough. Would two or three?’ ‘Baby…’ Her mother finally had something to say. Jo raised her hands toward both of them and spoke slowly, ‘I need you guys to leave. I can’t do this, right now.’ They. The worst was a pit in his right chest just inside the shoulder. It was so large and deep that she thought she could put three fingers into it. She looked to his face in surprise and he said, "Mortar."When she washed his legs she found two pits on a thigh, on opposite sides, one of which joined three long and jagged lines. Long, thin, raised scars ran along both arms and one cheek. And there was a thick crease at the corner of his forehead. When she touched it he said, "I was shot in the head,. “Yes, that’s much better. I’ll leave you two alone. I’m gonna go sulk.”Gina was turning red-faced she was laughing so hard. I kissed her on the forehead and then stuck my tongue out at Emma before going downstairs. I finished the painting and the sketch, did my stretch and reviewed all my coursework for the day. I was mostly bored, so I went out to the pool table, shooting a few racks. I thought if I could figure out the more complex shots, I might have a chance at learning how to make throws. “Today we’ll do it this way, if you like it rough you can go find the guy who raped you and do it with him later.”“I wasn’t raped!” she almost shouted. “How can it be rape if my body is made for sex?”“While the purpose of life is to reproduce through sex, even animals don’t have sex constantly. They have moments of heat during the year, but the rest of the time they do other things. Life means more than just sex.”“How can that be,” Mandy asked as tears ran down her cheeks. “Why would they.