He worked with Agatha all summer and got her to open up about what happened. By the end of that summer, Agatha was better, but not her old self. The s...eet, gregarious, fun-loving, attention seeker was gone. In her place was a timid, quiet, mousey, fearful, introverted, shrinking violet of a loner.Every summer after that, Agatha stayed with Pinto and Mom-mom that was why they were so close, they were like parents to her.Every summer she had sessions with Doc Monroe. The summer between Junior and. .. Considering thefact that she had her own glowing sword, she probably had a pretty goodreason too."DAMN!" I screamed, thankful to get away from there but knowing that Icouldn't just abandon Marissa like that. I didn't know her all thatwell, but I couldn't just run away without doing anything at all. "Ihave to do something..."I suddenly had an idea and ran to my closet, throwing things out of theway as I dug for what was in the back of it. I pulled out my old doublebarreled shotgun. It had. "Yes." But how do you know?" I have ways Vickie. Remember, money talks."What Andrea was not yet ready to share with the girl was that she had contracted with three men in the sexual underground to provide her with a tape of a real sexual assault. She had also paid a video crew to make sure the quality was first rate.The men and crew had been only too happy to oblige and the handsome salary she paid was just a bonus.Andrea slipped the tape in the machine, turned off the room lights and settled. Very funny. Butthe joke was on Burt of course. It was him that would have to live outthe rest of his life in this pathetic existence once the two weeks wasup."Wait a minute," whispered Ann, quietly scolding the former stablehand. "You'll have to do this again. You've used a made-up word youidiot!" Burt looked at the note between Ann's dirty big fingers atwhere he was pointing. "Here. That isn't a real word." Tribulations is a real word I can assure you Burt," said the apparentLady Ann, just.