Unlocked

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I used to say to him “I'll leave the door unlocked, Danny Hambritt.”

I meant it too. 

My dad worked third shift and I was home all alone in the time before Ring cameras.

There was Danny Austin, who was just Danny, and he reached up under my skirt and put a live cockroach in my underwear hoping I'd tear them off. 

I smashed that thing against the top of my thigh with the heel of my hand and felt guilty killing it but not bad at all about never speaking to Danny Austin again.