And No One Stopped Them | Part 13
Sometimes the Worst Predators Are Right Under Your Nose
…And they get away with bloody murder
We’d been in Calgary about a year when my uncle came to visit for a few days. He was married to Daddy’s sister and he was skin-crawly creepy. He looked at me in a way that made me want to cover myself up.
He had stayed with us in Regina when I was about five but I didn’t remember much about it and I think I was glad about that because of what happened this time.
It was morning. I was in my room, getting ready for school. My brother had already gone. My parents were at work. My uncle was in my brother’s bedroom where he had been sleeping during his visit with us. He came out into the hallway and saw me gathering up what I’d need for the day.
Crooking his finger at me, he said, “Come here. Do you want to play a game?”
Oh, goodie! Monopoly or Snakes and Ladders or maybe Checkers! I was so excited! We didn’t have many games but the few we had were kept in Paul’s room. He wouldn’t let me touch them unless he was hard up for something to do. Then he’d play with me but he always cheated.
“Which game?” I asked my uncle, eager and curious as I followed him inside. I had to leave for school…
