It’s 2:49: He had my days-of-the-week underwear on the floor. And somehow you still don’t understand what’s happening. Then he yanked my nightgown up—my favorite nightgown with the stupid sleeping basset hounds on it—and I feel the seam rip where the thread was already coming loose. He pulls it up around my neck, exposing my whole body, my whole naked, awkward body.
