She can't tell us anything about the rapist. There's no way to even know if she realizes that she's been raped. I feel so sorry for her. Her life is b...ad enough without some sick son of a bitch creeping into her room at night and raping her. I don't know what the rapist sees in her; she's like a life-size, blow-up doll. She doesn't—can't respond." Rape isn't about sex, Leah. It's about power." He sighed and added, "Now there's some evidence of the crime, I'll call the police. They'll send out a. ”She said. “Great, let me change and we can go get him together. Why don’t you take a shower to wake up and we can get some breakfast on the way?” I was beginning to look around me to see if I hadn’t inadvertently fallen into a “Twilight Zone” episode.I said astonished, “You don’t even know me and you want to come with me to pick up my kid?”I didn’t add that I was a little weirded out by her attitude. I mean we weren’t exactly buddies. In fact, we weren’t even acquainted. After what I had just. They both knew their marriage was in danger, being on the road exposes people to multiple temptations. She could tell Ronnie was worried despite her heartfelt promises.And he had every right to be didn't he?Belle thought back to Christmas two years ago. Midnight Belle had been on the Florida leg of their mini tour and neither she nor Ronnie realized the high and low those two weeks before Christmas held for them. Ronnie had surprised her in Orlando by showing up backstage after her. When I arrived home I found my wife and the kids along with abouttwenty of our new friends and neighbors putting our new house inorder.It felt good to sleep in our old bed again. DeanFor the next week I was the new kid in school. If any of youreaders had to move in the middle of a school year you know whatI had to go through.When I awoke the following Monday. I felt different in some way.A few of my joints hurt and I felt I needed to take a shit butcouldn't. The clothes I had put out the night.