Last year, I
came across two cases. One was a college student in an old neighborhood who was
raped and had her money stolen by a plumber she had believed she could trust.
The other was a girl in a condo who was killed by a close friend who had access
to her place.
Sometimes I
think “safe” is just a word we like to believe in.
One victim
trusted a stranger who appeared helpful. The other trusted someone they thought
they knew well.
This made me
pause and think about how I’d explain this to Elyza. But instead of just
telling her that trust isn’t something you hand out like candy, I’d rather ask,
“How would you navigate that?”
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