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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