I stared at her. It had never occurred to me that she might want to leave now that Dad was gone. She was all I had. “You’re mine, Lindy. I’m going to keep you safe.” I swore I would never rape her, never hurt her. I told her that I’d let Dad die so that he would no longer hurt her, and that was true. I wanted us to be friends and that could never happen if I let her go.
