“Most incest victims,” he said quietly, “most multiples, have a support system of friends and family. You don’t. I want you to understand that from now on, I’m your support system. Is that clear?” It was the closest he’d ever dared to come with her to being parental, authoritative, and nurturing. He waited for the explosion. Instead, something suspiciously like gratitude crept into her eyes. The woman was incapable of expressing it verbally. She nodded.
