"Praise, can you please tell me what was going on in your household?" The investigator questioned. Praise began explaining everything. The abuse he went through with his dad's girlfriend. How she used to kick him around, how she would wake him up in the morning with a hard smack, even when he was awake, how she would start whipping him for no apparent reason. Even as he spoke the tingling pain of his wound made him cringe slightly. "Me and my brother would play and laugh around the house," Praise continued. "all the sudden, she would come and hit both of us on the head with the whip, like we were 2 untamed horses." The investigator nodded, his face shrouded in concern. "Did she ever curse at you or touch you inappropriately?" The investigator asked. "She cursed at us many times, however, she never tried to touch any private parts." Praise answered. "Okay, that's good. Thank you for telling us." The investigator said with a smile, his pen tapping his notebook as he thought of what to scribble next. Praise nodded solemnly.

As he rose from his seat and started toward the door, the investigator said "Have a nice day." Praise turned back and, looking the investigator straight in the eye, said "Sure, I'll try." Turning around with a fake smile, he opened the door, finally exiting the interrogation room. That was the first and last time Praise ever heard from that investigator. In fact, that was the last time he was ever interrogated.