“Hey, wanna see something?” he asked.
She didn’t. Swinging was an enchanting escape from the summer heat.
He demanded.
“Okay,” she huffed.
When the swing stilled, he pulled down his shorts, revealing a hairy monster.
She told her mother. And was never alone with the cousin again.
Later, much later, he was dishonorably discharged from the military, rape on his record.