You are 20. A good kid. You have a boyfriend. You’re crazy about him. In a room, you notice people’s needs. You’re creative. A goofball. You make up games. Tonight you’re out. Four of you in the car, roaming upstate New York. Looking for a friend’s house. It’s dark. The roads are barely roads up here. No cell service to speak of. You think you find the …

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