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time started all over."
    Anger began a slow burn in Rita's brain, and she had a feeling it was going to get far worse before they were done talking.
    Daphne started again. "When I got there, it was really strange being the only girl. I was twelve. But I dealt with it and learned to do all the cooking and cleaning the way she wanted. Mason kind of looked out for me from the start and so did one of the other older boys. So when they could, they'd help me with the work. She caught them once and whipped all three of us. Mason still has scars on his back. It was bad, but we could survive it. Right after that, everything changed for the worse." Tears flooded her eyes as she looked to Mason.
    When he started to speak again, the boy's voice grew hoarse with powerless anger. "A couple weeks later, Daphne got her period. The woman flipped her wig, stripped Daphne in front of all of us, beat her and called her horrible names. I tried to stop her and the man beat the hell out of me and threw me in the Box, where they kept us when reciting verses on our knees didn't do the trick."
    Fury burned Rita's cheeks, and Falon's fingers nearly crushed hers with his own anger. "Where were the social workers when this was going on?"
    Daphne shrugged. "We never saw them. There was no one to tell and no way out. No one would have believed us anyway. They knew all the right things to say."
    "And it got worse still. Daphne and I got close. We liked each other, but there was no time for talking or anything. The woman noticed we looked at each other a lot and she lost her shit again. She stripped Daphne again and us boys were tied and forced to watch while the man raped her, over and over. Then they stripped me and the woman got a knife. They decided to cut my balls off. I fought and so did the others, but we were tied to this frame they'd made for that. They forgot Daphne though. She managed to get another knife and came up behind them while the woman was going over all kinds of verses and the man was raping my ass."
    The girl interrupted with a voice so soft Rita had to strain to hear. "I don't know how I did it, but I cut her throat before she could hurt Mason any more. The man was too busy to notice, so I did the same to him. I cut Mason loose, and the other boy who helped me, before I passed out."
    "We got everybody loose, gathered up anything worth selling, got Daphne out and burnt the house to the ground with them in it. We stole the truck and drove into Nashville, ditched it for a few hundred bucks, and split up. I found a place for Daphne and me to lay low for a few days while we healed up. We made it for about a month before our money ran out and we just couldn't find work. We decided to leave and try somewhere else."
    Mind reeling with horror, Rita listened in silence to the rest of their story. They'd bounced from place to place, stealing to eat when they couldn't find a little work, even turning to prostitution as a last resort. Falon shook with anger long after they'd stopped talking.
    "Look, I know you have no reason to take my word, but I'd like to help you both." Falon placed his hands evenly on the table and looked from one to the other. "I have a friend about an hour away. His church has a sort of half-way house for runaway teens. It's a haven and they don't report to the system. I've seen it, it's a good place. They help with medical, GED, job training, or whatever you need to help you get on your feet. If it's okay with you, I'd like to call him and see if they have a couple of spaces for you."
    Mason and Daphne looked at each other, the sudden hope in their faces painful to see. Mason turned back with a broad smile. "I think we'd like that."
    Falon made a call and spoke briefly about the situation to whoever answered. After a moment he hung and smiled. "He'll be here to get you in about an hour. We'll wait with you if it's okay? I haven't seen him and his wife for a couple years."
    The pair paused in the midst of wolfing down more