"Please... Connor, could you take a seat next you Avery?" Mrs. Garza asks.
"Umm sure." He responds.
"We have a few questions to ask... No matter how personal or embarrassing we would really appreciate it if you answered them truthfully."
Connor glanced at me with wide eyes.
"Connor, how is you and your father's relationship?"
He glanced at me again then looked at Mrs. Garza,"Good."
"Avery, had said he abused you before, is that true?"
"N-n-no." I could see his lip kinda quiver and then he started to fight tears.
"Connor, we need you to tell us the truth... We're here to help you. If he has you won't ever have to see him again." Mrs. Garza says calmly.
"Yes." Connor says as tears slowly slide down his cheeks.
"He's abusive? What does he do?"
"He drinks all day and beat me when he's drunk... Throws glass everywhere." Tears were streaming down his face like rivers,"Bruises me... Help me... Please... Don't let me go home to him. Im going to end up getting killed or killing myself... Save me."
