My daughter Jenna is fifteen.
Continue Reading »The man who harmed her was the assistant coach on her softball team.
He got six months in the county jail because my girl couldn’t make it through the deposition without throwing up, and the prosecutor said a plea was the gentlest thing we could do for her.
My husband Ray hasn’t spoken more than ten words in a row since.
The day of his release, I told Ray I was going in early to the school cafeteria.
Ray was already awake when I left.
Dressed, boots on, sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee he hadn’t touched.
I didn’t ask why he was dressed at five in the morning.
I have replayed that a hundred times since.
I drove past the fairgrounds to the county lockup and parked on the shoulder where I could watch the gate.
I wasn’t the first one there.
Motorcycles lined both sides of the road.
I counted forty before giving up.
Big men in leather vests, standing beside their bikes with their arms crossed.
Two deputies stood behind the fence with their thumbs hooked in their belts, watching them.
I sat in my car with my hands gripping the wheel and let myself imagine it.
At 7:20 the rolling gate opened.
Travis stepped out in a gray sweatsuit carrying a clear plastic bag with his belongings in it.
His mother’s tan minivan was idling near the booth.
He noticed the bikes and stopped walking.
Then eighty engines roared to life at once.
Travis flinched so hard his bag dropped to the ground.
The deputy at the gate placed his hand on his belt.
And the oldest biker, a man with a white beard reaching his chest, lifted one hand over his head, and every single one of them started……….(Continue reading in the C0MMENT) ⠀ﾠㅤㅤ
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