" Christy leans forward to face Lindsey across the round booth. "Whatever it is that Stacey says happened is her own damn fault. That girl is a hot mess.”
“How can you say that?” I ask.
Before Christy can answer me, Rachel does. “Look at us, Kate. We're not like her. You're not like her.”
Lindsey frowns. “So what?”
“Yeah,” I agree. “You keep saying that, but what do you mean?”
“All I'm saying is there are rules." Rachel's face has gone chalky. Her voice is soft and quavers a little, as if she's desperate to convince us of something. She stares into her plate, afraid to look at me.
“You don't get wasted. You don't take off your top. You don't flirt with raging drunks.” She leans in and grips the edge of the table, lowering her voice. “You don't dress like a slut. You have to play by the rules. If you don't, this is what happens. "
― Aaron Hartzler , What We Saw
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“How can you say that?” I ask.
Before Christy can answer me, Rachel does. “Look at us, Kate. We're not like her. You're not like her.”
Lindsey frowns. “So what?”
“Yeah,” I agree. “You keep saying that, but what do you mean?”
“All I'm saying is there are rules." Rachel's face has gone chalky. Her voice is soft and quavers a little, as if she's desperate to convince us of something. She stares into her plate, afraid to look at me.
“You don't get wasted. You don't take off your top. You don't flirt with raging drunks.” She leans in and grips the edge of the table, lowering her voice. “You don't dress like a slut. You have to play by the rules. If you don't, this is what happens." style="width:100%;margin:20px 0;"/>