The two women were at the same school as Sophie and Joan, a History teacher and an English teacher. They had formed a little group last year, before J...an became involved, and had regularly enjoyed each other and, because of one of Sophie's special talents, they sometimes were joined by one of the boys from the school.Sophie was the ringleader or, as she called herself, the High Priestess. Among her talents was the ability to hypnotize people but of course this had limited usefulness because. " A lock?" says Dad."What for?" says Mom."I want it!" I yell. I stomp my foot and run to my room crying. I go to my hiding place."Charlotte? Are you okay?" Mom says. "Where is she?"I need a lock. Why can't they understand? Something very bad happened. I'm scared. Why can't I remember what the rapist looked like? I know he raped me but now I can't recall his appearance. What is wrong with me?"I can't find Charlotte," Mom says."Did you check the bathroom?" Dad says."Yes. I don't know where she. ”Arwen sat a little more upright. “Wait, are you seriously trying to tell me that you think the only people you’ve ever wronged are Shelby and Alexis?”Simon shook his head. “I’m sure I’ve wronged other people and, if I reflected on it enough, I’d probably feel bad about those things too. But the first time it ever really stuck with me was Shelby and Alexis ... mostly Alexis. Shelby’s damage and mine line up closely enough that she could handle me. Alexis didn’t deserve to get dragged into my. She contacted her doctorand he called her in to evaluate her. “He called my condition some fancy name, but it just means by body makes lots of milk”. He suggested I volunteer here, and I did. I love it here, everyone here is dedicated to helping people. I’ve been here 2 years and I really enjoy helping people too she said. I felt her hand slide down the length of my arm and she tugged gently on my hand. She led me to the rocker she just fed my son from and nodded for me to sit. My mind in a fog.