It’s The Truth

***Flashback: 8 years ago***

The door swung open, and there he was.

Professor Prescott. The star of my nightmare.

His teeth flashed in a wide grin, his laugh filling the doorway. My father was laughing too, deep and hearty, as if the two of them had just shared the best joke in the world. Prescott’s hand clapped my father’s shoulder like they were brothers, not predator and victim’s parent.