No Longer Amish

I screamed but no one heard me. They couldn't. My screams were silent--inside. I screamed because my husband dragged me across the floor over to the bed where he raped me. He had raped me before. The first time he did, I got pregnant but miscarried. When I told my parents about the first rape, …

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Neighbor

Photo by Todd Foltz “Why are you being so nice to me?” The woman asked the black teenager as she unpacked the groceries.  She had hurt her ankle in a fall and was told to rest it for a week. The girl, her neighbor, offered to assist her until she was fully recovered.  She was …

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