How did I end up in the back of this van? That’s what I’m trying to remember. I had a crush on this girl at school. Her name was Kimaya, I think. It means divine or miracle, and she was beautiful. I mean, gorgeous! Guessing at her parents’ ethnicity, I would say they were Hawaiian…

Okay, so back to the van and Amanda sitting in the back seat with me, her friends willing to drive me anywhere I wanted. Even Dublin, if I so chose. The problem was I didn’t want to go home. The abuse was too much for my teenage mind. I couldn’t take another day of Bev…