She picked up three scattered programs and stacked them together.

“You had a microphone right there on the podium,” Rachel said.

“I could have listed exactly what they did to me,” I said.

“I had the whole room listening.”

“They wanted a reaction,” Rachel said.

“They wanted you to prove you were still hurt.”

“I’m still angry,” I said.

I dropped the program into a blue recycling bin near the front row.