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Jai I would have asked her had I arrived earlier—say to have dinner with her first I love to hear all about her work, which I’ve co to many people While Jaime will try to start a conversation about “my work,” I usually put her off with a, “you don’t want to be bored by that,” or “it was a crappy day, and I would rather not talk about it” type of responses

“Are you in an orgas her chin in betweenher a little shake

She grins, stretches again “Sorry… it’s just… I think you broke me a little just now But I mean that in the best of ways”

“We can fuck like that any ti ain, “So hoork yesterday?”

Jaireatest”

“What happened?” My hand ioes to her waist to pull her in a little closer, enough so ers there in a co measure

“A wooing back to her abuser”

One thing I notice about Jaime is she never refers to the men from whom she helps to keep women safe as a “husband” or a “boyfriend” She only calls theive them any human credence at all

“And?” I pro

“She’s in the hospital,” she whispers, eyesup a bit I’ve never seen her cry Ia week, but she’s such a happy optimist There’s never been a situation where I would have seen tears

I’ly side of her work

“What happened?” I ask

“He beat her with a bat” Jairimaces “She has a brain bleed She’s in pretty bad shape”

“Has he been arrested?”