Jane was more than a little irritated. She’d thought she might actually have gotten through the day without another confrontation with Chrissy, and now Chrissy was calling her at home. She spoke abruptly. “Have you found a place?”
Chrissy, taken aback, stuttered, “N-no. I thought you…”
Jane cut her off, “Look, I’m trying to help you, but I can’t do everything. You find a place and I’ll get P…Father Brian to meet with you, all right? Stop pestering me!”
Chrissy felt herself losing control of the situation and began to panic. “No, you do it! Or…or I’ll tell your friend about his mother!”
Jane was tired of Chrissy’s attempts to bully her, tired of having Peter threatened. She snapped, “You come anywhere near Peter and I’ll tell your parents about Father Brian!”
She heard a gasp, and a faint, “No!” Jane brightened. Why hadn’t she thought of this before? She had an inspiration and said, “Maybe they’d like to see the pictures I took of you.”
Chrissy’s voice was a squeak. “Pictures?”
“Do you think they’d like to see a nice Polaroid of you saying Hail Marys in your underwear? Amateur porn “ There was another gasp, and Jane went on, “Or getting your behind whipped with your panties down?”
Stunned silence. Then: B-but I…you said you went outside wh-when…”
“I lied,” said Jane. “So stay away from Peter, understand? Now listen—I’m going
