When I was 6 and 7 yrs old, my mom had a nasty divorce situation. She asked her younger brother to move in and babysit us after school every day until she came home from work. He began having sex with me and tormenting and frightening me in other ways, just about every afternoon for a couple of years. I never ever told on him. It was not until he died suddenly 20 years later that I had the nerve to tell my mom what happened.
He had me tell my mother and grandparents many lies during that time. He would take us to the movies, and make us tell them we saw the Lipazon Stallion Disney movie when we actually saw Children Of The Corn. I remember waking up with nightmares, and my mom would say what happened, did you watch and scary movie and I would lie right to her face to protect my abusive uncle. I still do not totally understand it, but it is like a mind warp these sick perps have over their victims. He would use the money that mom would give him and then have us lie and say he took us out to eat, when he didn't really feed us, he bought himself something instead. But I would not tell for a few reasons. Sometimes he would threaten to hurt my baby brother, or sometimes he would hold my kitty over the balcony, and threaten to throw her onto the pavement. Other times he would be really sweet and nice and beg us not to tell because he would get in trouble, and in some ways he was really good to us. It is very confusing for a little child.
And that is kind of how I see this guy. I think he was sometimes nice and caring and played with them and had fun with them. That is how my uncle worked it. He paid us special attention and my mom had so much to deal with during the divorce and trying to find a good job and be the mom and dad that she was glad to have a 'nice' family member to step up to the plate the way he did. He baked us birthday cakes and fixed our bicycles and walked us home from school. That is how he become like a snake in the grass.
And that is why Grandma would defend this MP guy. Because he would put on a face of a caring and nurturing guy. Just like my 'favorite' uncle did.
