But no matter how many times her husband lashed Sima with a belt, she believed. You can’t make someone stop believing something. In fact, she hung a little cross necklace from the rearview mirror of her car, which was probably a reckless thing to do. But you know, in Oklahoma, after the hundredth time I rode bus 209 and got cut with something or Brandon Goff ripped my hair out, I understood it. They can’t break you. You stick your chin out, like, Go ahead, hit me if you’re going to hit me.
