The one (young) (heavyset) (blonde) artist who I know from around town was telling me about a rural town in the state where she grew up, where one of her friend’s dads who was a cop turned out to be a serial rapist, and it destroyed their family and like her friend’s brother ended up becoming a heroin addict.
She says that she read a lot of the court transcripts as part of therapy, and one victim swears she heard a conversation that her rapist had in the hallway with someone during the course of the rape, so she’s always wondered whether he really acted alone, or was there someone else involved, as she’s told her therapist many, many times.
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