s, but on Kevin Johnson, my ex-boyfriend, whose excited voice boomed from dow
school bathroom, outlining her vicious plan to drug Kevin so he' d miss his Ivy League SATs. In that other l
for sexual assault. The unbearable shame of his lies drove my parents to suicide, and I, arrested and condem
lamed for everything while struggling to help, was an unbearable burden. Ho
the SATs, Kevin' s laughter still echoing. This was it: my second chance. A c