She told Caro. Caro sort of told me. “One of them said she’s going to have him whether you love him or he’s dying for you in return.” Caro gave no names.
But she came to me, crying, a month later, as the bell went for Break. “You know TJ’s a bastard, right?” I said I didn’t know this. “He tried to rape me yesterday.” “No!” “Yes! We were leaving the club… he choked me in the back seat. He said it would keep him from his Uni-girls.”
“Thank you Jesus”, I whispered and straightened her uniform.
Linguistic Playfulness 