Was My Skirt Too Short?

"I'm pregnant."

Those were the first two words Clarisse had said to her best friend when she called him at 2 A.M. There were tears in her eyes. She didn't even know how she got the words out, she didn't know how she managed to key in Samuel's number; Clarisse was shaking so hard. It was a miracle that she got to her senses and finally told someone.

The next word was "rape."

The last word was "stepdad."

She didn't need to tell Sam everything, he didn't ask her for the details either. She was glad he didn't. The words were already hard to get out, they were stuck in her throat, scraping inside of her like knives. The tears were still there.

"Where is he?"