Sunday Visits

Slap across the face, burning cheek. "You stupid little bitch. Why would you piss your pants? Clean that up." The paper towel roll hits the back of her tiny head.

Last week was better. A trip to the restroom full of naked, horny, delinquent teenage boys. Open shower stalls. The green-eyed one who showed her how to shoot darts, the one that tried to burn his parents, also likes to run his tongue along the little girl's shoulder. All eyes on her.

She prayed for attention, didn't she?