Hello, I am lost in the jungle
When you are frightened and uncomprehending and your only recourse is submission to the will of another, even if the other is a maniac.
On a Saturday morning I was going to meet a guy at a rare orchid preserve in the jungle.
"Should you be going alone?" my husband asked, neither expecting nor achieving an answer.
He watched uneasily as I applied bug spray but didn't ask further questions; his best friend was in town and they'd hatched opaque-to-me-but-electrifying-to-them plans for the da…