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Turning a corner deep in thought I don’t notice anything until I see a shadow fall across my path and I almost smack right into her.

Sharon.

Apparently she hasn’t forgotten what I’d done to her and has been paying attention to when I would be released.  She looks rough.  Like the months since she left the home have been hard on her.  I notice her hand that I crushed is still damaged.  I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that an orphan’s hand wasn’t properly repaired.  My guilt doubles.  Triples.  She hides the hand underneath crossed arms when she sees me looking at it.  I look up into her face and open my mouth to say I’m sorry but I can see it will mean nothing to her and turn away, determined not to get into another physical altercation with her.

“Not so fast!” she almost screams as she reaches out with her left hand and grabs the strap of my duffel bag, pulling me backward.  I probably could have dodged her grab, but my guilt is keeping me pretty contained; I don’t want to hurt her again, I’ve obviously done enough to her.  Ironically when I had crushed her hand I’d done it because I thought maybe it would keep her from hurting other people.  From the look and feel of her now that has backfired horribly.  As she pulls me toward her by my duffel strap she wraps her right arm around my neck, so that her face is right next to my ear.  I am tense and ready to move, but letting her call the shots.   Of course if I’d known she was going to stab me I probably would have been a little more proactive.

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