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"I'm sorry." Melissa said. "Forget about it. It was a long time ago. Now eat your food." Dani smiled at her. They sat in silence while Melissa ate. She hadn't realized how hungry she had been.
"Would you like anything else?" Dani asked when Melissa had finished. "No, thanks. That was plenty." "Listen. I know that right now you feel like you can never, ever talk about what happened. You just want to push it to the back of you mind and bury it. But take it from me, don't keep it bottled up. It's no good for you. Find someone to tell. It's really the best thing."
"I'll try, Dani. But I think it will take a long time. I'm not sure that I could stand seeing the pity in a person's eyes while I told them what happened." "Well, give it some thought, just the same. And now, let's get you to bed. A nights rest will help."
**************************************** It was late afternoon and Melissa was on the tour boat, watching the shore pass by as it slowly made it's way up the Thames toward London. Dani, the stranger who had become a dear friend overnight, had supplied Melissa with fresh underwear, socks, jeans, t-shirt and sneakers. Melissa had promised to keep in touch and to contact Dani if she needed anything.
She thought how strange it was that some people were so evil and heartless while others gave so freely of themselves. Even after what Dani had been through herself, she had refused to become either cynical or self serving. Melissa wondered if she would be able to deal with her own experience as well as Dani.
The tour boat docked at Westminster Pier and Melissa stood up to disembark. As she crossed the pier and began climbing the steps, she wondered at how it seemed absolutely ages since she had left London rather than just one day. It seemed as if she were returning after a long, long journey.
Entering the Underground station, Melissa made her way to the platform for the train that would take her home. As she boarded the train, she wondered what her apartment would seem like when she got there. If the familiar streets of London seemed strange, would her own apartment seem alien as well?
The train slowed to a stop at Melissa's station. As the doors sighed open, she stepped onto the platform and turned to the exit. The sun was just starting to go down while she walked to the building that housed her apartment. Her brother Sebastian also had an apartment in the same building.
Sebastian. How would she feel about him? She had always loved Sebastian, had even had fantasies about him. But that was before he had raped her. How would she feel when she saw him? How would she react?
Melissa unlocked the door of her apartment and entered. Looking around, she had the same feeling as she had when she had stepped off the tour boat. Everything was familiar, but somehow different. Melissa sighed. Would things ever get back to normal?
**************************************** The boat ride home had been hot and humid, causing Melissa to feel somewhat sticky. She took a quick shower, then put on a nightgown and robe. She wasn't going to bother dressing since she was staying home tonight. Maybe she could figure out some of the things that seemed so confusing to her.