I started therapy the next day, a loving and compassionate woman, experienced in helping victims of sexual abuse. I went twice a week for a month, then down to once a week. She's helped me a lot.

I had a gathering for all my friends two weeks after Mom and Dad went home. I explained some of what happened to me, told them I'd bugged them and why. On the whole, they understood, though they've been a little chillier towards me than they used to be. I can't say I blamed them, though they were happy I wasn't the one who listened in on them. They were glad to know...