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Chapter 6

A week went by, during which all of our parents couldn’t get enough of letting each of us know how angry they were that none of us had thought to pick up a phone after my attack. They were right – they deserved to know that their kids had been involved in something so traumatic. Even if we all were of the mind that we had done them a favor by not worrying them needlessly, when there was nothing they could have done.

But, you know…parents.

I called my boss and told her what happened and that I would not be coming in for my shifts that week – I worked as a cashier at a convenience store and interacting with the public, as I let my bruised body and mind heal, was not at the top of my list of priorities.

I heard from the detectives in New Orleans, confirming that they had ruled my case self-defense and considered my part finished. I figured that was pretty fast for an investigation to wrap up, but I didn’t question it; just grateful it

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