With both the life insurance and the settlement from the trucking company all three of them were set for life. While his sister had to go to school, h...s mother chose to keep going to work. For much the same reason he chose to still go to school. To maintain a sense of normalcy and a distraction from thinking of his fathers death. It was 10 minutes after two and Josh was on his way home when his cell phone rang. Josh picked it up and looked at the caller ID, it said police department. ‘Is this. I chanced movement to ensure I was alone, glancing a few hundred metres back up the hill towards the 'Diversion' sign. It would never do to be caught, especially with the police cordoning off the road along which I normally walked home.Nothing. The air was eerily still. Crisp. Faint swirls of electric blue bounced rhythmically off houses from the silent squad cars parked in the adjacent street. Closer to where I stood, the paving stones glittered under the whitish hue from low-sodium street. It was him. Bryan. Sometimes if she tried real hard, she could almost hear his voice. Sometimes it was the high and sweet Southern twang of that ten year old little boy that had run off the bullies on the playground when she was just a first grader. Other times it was the deep and soothing caress of the lover that had held her just that one night. But either way, it always brought her the comfort and wisdom she sought. And this time was no different… ‘What can it really hurt, Key-key?’ She. What could she do anyway? There was two of them and she didn't even know where she was. The other girls weren't fighting.She was startled by their touch as they twisted her hips and bent her over. Her mouth was full and her protests just came out as muffled squeaks. She felt a slash of cold on her rear as a finger started to probe her little button. The older of the girls held her in place roughly with one hand at the back of her neck and the other pulling at Brooklyn's arse cheek. She was held.