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315 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 24, 2018
“My boyfriend asked me what happened before the man raped me. If I’d flirted with him. Smiled at him on the street. If I was giving out vibes that I wanted to talk to him.
That hurt the most.
But I asked myself the same questions.
A hundred times, I retraced every second of the hours leading up to the moment he snatched me.
Had I seen him in the restaurant where I’d had dinner? Had I spoken to him at the bar when I ordered my drink?
Had I invited him to rape me?
No . . .
No woman invites a rapist to attack her.
Rape isn’t about sex, it’s about violence. Power.”
“It changes us, steals our love of life, our trust and hope, our future.
Then we become people we don’t recognize anymore. People we don’t like.
People we don’t want to be.
But we’re trapped inside the memories and pain. It weaves a web around us, one so tight and confining that there are times we can’t breathe.”
“...predators were everywhere. Pedophiles lurked in the park, near children’s playgrounds and schools. Sexual deviants found victims in alleys, on the street, in bars, or even on the job. No place was safe.”
" It changes us, steals our love of life, our trust and hope, our future."