AFTER TEN

A TOUCH RUINED - A CHILDHOOD DREAM.

"Will you tell anybody?"
His hand gripped my neck, pressing me against the wall.
I shook.
Tears rolled down.

"These tears turn me on," he said.
"Don't cry, princess. Your tears only excite me more."

His face showed a twisted pleasure that made my heart sink in disgust.
He's my uncle.
He was supposed to love me.
But he changed the meaning of love.
Now, I hate that word.