Thirty-Two Years Ago
“I don't like her hanging out with girls like that.” Stephen has a set to his chin and stands, arms folded, glaring at his brother.
David protests, “What's wrong with Rachel? She's a perfectly nice girl.”
“Are you kidding? Look at the way she's dressed. I'm surprised her parents let her out like that.”
“But all the girls wear the jeans cut like that these days. It’s just a fashion.”
“I'm not having my sister dressing like a slut.”
David looks pained. He rubs the back of his head. “Give her a break, Stephen. She’s got to spread her wings a bit….”
“Did I ask you? I’m eldest. Dad’s no good for anything these days, so that makes me the head of the family. And Shelley’s going to do as she's told.”
*****
Stephen stands over her. “You’re not going and that’s the end
