You may feel that you are violating a secret and not want to, but remember it isn’t just your friend who is at risk, but her sisters as well!’ Bet... had tears in her eyes, ‘My friend is Ginny Jacobs, she lives out on a farm with her parents, and we work together at the department store downtown. Lately she has seemed really quiet so yesterday after school we went for a cup of coffee before work. The coffee shop was pretty empty so I asked her what the problem was. She wouldn’t say at first,. ..' I lifted my glass and looked silently at Daryl as he continued '...Who ever they were, they were brutal, the three of them were vicious and I'm glad to know that they all are doing time now...' I asked '...why do you say that about them?...' Daryl leaned close and said '...I'll tell you something you never would have guess...one day I was playing hooky from school and was leaving the little store on the corner when the three of them came running around the corner and knocked me. My mind is going so fast, maybe I imagined it. Slowly, unbelievably slowly, the touch hardens and I can feel a slender finger resting on my naked shoulder. It remains motionless as if asking for permission to continue. A few moments go by; my lack of reaction acts as the trigger to continue and slowly other fingers join the first and a gentle, warm hand is laid against my skin. I can’t believe it’s happening. I can’t believe this woman’s naked hand is caressing my shoulders, her fingers gently. "You really faced things well this week and then what you did for Peyton." You don't have to be proud of me," I said."A lot of people look up to you after this week," said Heather. "They saw how you treated Zoe. I know a lot of the girls have crushes on you." Where are you going with all this?" I asked."Just saying I'm proud to be your sister," she said. "Mom's really proud of you, too." I'm glad that we are getting along better," I said. "I always hated that we fought so much." I know... I was.