THE SEXUALLY EXPLOITED BOY AND HIS SIBLINGS

Families are a major fucking headache.

If there are siblings, brothers, I try to keep those connections. The boy who has been tricked out, sold, whatever, the sibling living in the safe house, is always scared to death that what happened to him will happen to his younger brother.

And he’s right. It will. The same nightmare that put one boy there will come back for the brother.

I do not know how to jack this process off and decapitate it other than by helping both boys keep the connection.

All you have to do is give them the opportunity.

I take them camping.

It is NOT complicated. You throw the shit into the jeep and go.

By day three, the younger boys will have bonded with boys their age — just like them — who face all the same bullshit exploitation every last one of them faces every day of their fucking lives.

No one knows exactly where we are going because I do not decide until I am driving out the circular drive of the safe house.

I know of no other family connection the sexually exploited boy wants to keep. Usually, it’s just all betrayal.

The older brother will strip the younger brother down with his eyes — eye to eye — to see if it’s happening to the younger one.

If the younger sibling looks away, it’s happening.

It’s happening.