When Liz had wrapped Rachel in her sweater and buttoned it up, she rubbed the girl's arms and gave her a little squeeze. The poor girl was all marked up, but she didn't think it was her place to ask. Instead, she just stood beside her.
Thomas stood again, returning to the stove so nothing would burn. "You don't have to apologise, Danny. Like I said, I've been through it and I understand."
Danny inched out from underneath the table, towards Zoe. "W-was it a lady who did it to you? Or a man?"
"It was a man," well a man in someone's head, but it counted. "Named Brian. Terrible person."
Danny nodded sadly. "It was a man who did it to me too. My uncle." To Zoe, he tried to smile, but it mostly came out as a grimace. "I guess I'm not so afraid of Thomas any more. Is he your uncle?"
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Thomas stood again, returning to the stove so nothing would burn. "You don't have to apologise, Danny. Like I said, I've been through it and I understand."
Danny inched out from underneath the table, towards Zoe. "W-was it a lady who did it to you? Or a man?"
"It was a man," well a man in someone's head, but it counted. "Named Brian. Terrible person."
Danny nodded sadly. "It was a man who did it to me too. My uncle." To Zoe, he tried to smile, but it mostly came out as a grimace. "I guess I'm not so afraid of Thomas any more. Is he your uncle?"