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The Perils of Proximity
When she rescued Clare from the yoma all those years ago, the girl was weak, mute and nearly helpless to assert any of her needs, much less to care for herself. Teresa bathed her in order to dress the many infected wounds left by her captor. Although the girl had winced visibly at the pressure on her countless bruises, she never once cried out; it was as if she were so accustomed to the pain she didnt notice. Teresa felt the familiar pang of a suppressed memory but she suppressed the tears that insisted upon falling, and resolved herself to finish the task.
The girl was young, but old enough to know shame; yet, she didnt seem aware of it, even to cover or protect her bruised, exposed flesh. Teresa understood all too well. Her own body had been sold like a head of livestock, exposed and humiliated to