Chapter 18
She started crying again. At first it was just a tear or two rolling down her cheeks, but then her shoulders started shaking and she doubled over under the weight of it all. I can’t say I ever consciously decided to walk across the room and put my vodka down on the coffee table and put my arms around her. It just kind of happened on its own. She leaned forward and rested her head on my shoulder, sobbing. I put my hand on her back.
“I’m so scared,” she whispered. “Oh, I’m so scared, Gavin. Was it bad, what they did to Bobby?”
I wasn’t sure how to answer that, but in the end the truth seemed best.
“Yeah. Yeah it was bad,” I said. “I’m sorry Jackie.”
“I don’t care what happened to him.” She sniffled, getting control of herself. “He was a monster. The sick things that guy did t
