What would he bring with him into the New Year? What would he leave behind? The teacher had groped him inapropriately and the student wanting to be more than powerless, found retreat in acting still. The enormity of his sin, weighed on the students shoulders, and an anger burned inside. "Do I need to keep doing this to avoid a more violent crime," and " How am I going to tell this to my mother?" were questions that he desired answers to. His friends would surely never understand.
"Be courageous!" his mother had instructed him, by the picture of Jesus in the hall, just as he was leaving for school one morning. Such a travesty to expose himself to an older woman. He undeniably would have to choose to skip school, oh, but that would be another excuse. Unfortunately resisting time after time would result in a never ending story of "No's" that ended in "Okay, maybe," and finally in a guilty, "Yes,"
"How could she use her body to forlong the pleasure," the teacher sat entranced. Such an easy relationship, she had continuously warned him of the damage he could cause. This student teacher relationship was growing complex since she had been approached by another boy, this one an authoritative man.
Delving into the lesson, the teacher was interupted by a 'bleeepp, bleeeep', and running to the door, first in line in front of the other children , the boy escaped without incident--"This time he hadn't been left behind." "So lucky!" he declared being pushed through the door along to the hallway. He glanced back warily, and turning away ran to meet his dad in the pick-up.