I'm in Awe, I'm Not Not.

One of the boys had tackled jane and was trying to rip off her bathing suit. Her parents got home, and he said, i think something's happened to jane. Better go talk to her. I guess my dad called the police. The next thing i knew, there was a detective from the stamford police department sitting directly opposite me. And it was like the most horrible sense of betrayal, that nobody was doing anything to ease my fears. They never mentioned it again. It was over and done with. In good decorum, you don't talk about bad things after they're after they were done....