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  namesake, you listened to

  the serpent. That you seduced

  that man, who was weak of spirit.

  “No. He seduced me, with food

  and soap. And I wasn’t the first

  girl he’d coerced in that way.

  When you’re starving, you’ll do

  anything for a piece of fruit.

  Eve is hungry right now, Mama.

  I don’t know if Jerome is back,

  or if there are others like him,

  but whatever she did, this is not

  a proper punishment for it.”

  She jumps on the defensive.

  What she did was emulate you.

  You ought to be ashamed of

  yourself for encouraging her

  immodest behavior. Just look

  at you now, in fact. I knew

  you’d figure a way to get back

  together with that person

  out there. Why . . . why . . .

  It’s a regular abomination.

  It’s no wonder you ended up

  on the streets in that hideous

  city. It was God’s chastisement.

  You can’t circumvent his laws

  and expect anything less.

  Slapped down. I remember

  this feeling so well, like I

  could never deserve God’s

  mercy. I look her straight in

  the eye. “Return to the scriptures,

  Mama. ‘If we confess our sins,

  he is faithful and just to forgive

  us our sins, and to cleanse us

  from all unrighteousness.’ God

  has forgiven me. Why can’t you?”

  Tough Question

  One she’s having a hard time

  answering. While she thinks

  about it, I go to the door,

  wave to Andrew for him to

  join me. Might as well get

  to the meat of things. When

  Mama starts to sputter, Papa

  actually quiets her. Curiosity?

  Guilt? Some tiny hint of love?

  Leave her be. She deserves to

  have her say, and so does the boy.

  As Andrew speeds up the walk,

  no doubt worried that I’m knee-

  deep in trouble, it occurs to me

  that Papa rarely dared to disagree

  with Mama in the past. Has he

  grown tired of her domineering

  attitude? Has my command of

  scripture swayed him? Does he

  hear the truth of my words?

  Does he, maybe, miss having

  his children in his household,

  and sincerely regret he didn’t

  stand up for us sooner? I’d like

  to think all of the above hold true.

  I’d like to believe my papa loves me.

  Whoa

  Sobering thought, because

  it doesn’t include Mama. Would

  I like to believe my mama loves

  me, too? On some deep personal

  level, I really don’t care anymore.

  Andrew crosses the threshold,

  and as he does, I vow my children

  will never doubt their mother’s

  love. Are you okay? he asks,

  concern obvious in his voice.

  “Absolutely. I just don’t want

  to break our news to them without

  you beside me.” I twine my fingers

  into his, squeeze hard, and tug

  him toward the living room.

  Mama’s hackles rise noticeably,

  and I try to lower them first.

  “Do you know what thought

  just crossed my mind, Mama?

  That I don’t believe you love me,

  and to be honest, I wonder if you

  ever did. I think you’re afraid

  of love, and that makes me sad.

  Because love is of God, not in

  spite of him. And you’re wrong.

  My love for Andrew is not

  an abomination. It’s real, and

  beautiful, and so, of God. Look . . .”

  I extend my left hand. “Despite

  all that’s happened, and Andrew

  knows everything, he wants to

  marry me. Yes, we’re young, but

  you were only a couple of years

  older when you married Papa.

  I wish . . .” A giant knot forms

  in my throat, and I can’t finish,

  so Andrew tries. I know it’s hard

  for you to believe this, but when

  I first met Eden, I’d never been

  in love before. And do you know

  what made me love her almost

  immediately? First, her incredible

  spirit, which could only be born

  of God. And second, her respect

  for Creation, which had to come

  from you. I’m sorry ego came

  into play last year—both mine

  and yours. Mine, because yes,

  I wanted her to love me. And

  yours, for much the same reason.

  Double Whoa

  Forward momentum at full

  throttle, I do my best to swallow

  the lump in my throat. “Without

  your permission, we can’t get

  married until I turn eighteen,

  despite the emancipation.

  It’s only a year, and we don’t

  mind a long engagement, but

  I don’t want to spend it in Las

  Vegas. Andrew and I plan to

  live here in Boise. This is our

  home. I hope we can maintain

  a civil relationship with you, and

  I’d very much like to stay in close

  contact with Eve. I really wish

  you can find room in your hearts

  for me, but if not, I’ll work through

  it. Either way, please, please find

  room there for Eve. She deserves

  parents who will show her love.”

  Mama sits, speechless, eyes cast

  toward the floor. Papa looks a bit

  shell-shocked. “Come on, Andrew,

  we should go. Merry Christmas,

  Mama. Merry Christmas, Papa.”

  It’s a Picture-Perfect Christmas Night

  Crisp and clear, with myriad

  stars sequinning the black velvet

  sky. I beam a silent thank-you

  in that direction. I’m not sure

  how much we accomplished,

  but it could have gone worse,

  and as we left Papa said,

  You’ve given us a lot to think

  about. At least one of them

  heard us. I hope we used all

  the right words. Andrew slides

  his arm around my shoulders,

  snugs me tightly against him

  as we walk to the Tundra.

  “I’ll still need to go to Elko.”

  I figured as much. I’m on semester

  break for another week. We’ll go

  in a day or two. Everything will

  be okay, Eden. I promise. Hey,

  have I told you lately I love you?

  “Andrew, you just told my parents

  you love me.” We stop beneath

  a streetlight, where anyone can see.

  And this time when he kisses me,

  I know without a doubt I’m home.

  Author’s Note

  I first became interested in the subject of Domestic Minor Sex Trafficking (DMST) when I came across the statistic that the average age of young women introduced into prostitution is twelve. This was in 2007, just as the widespread problem of child sex trafficking was becoming news. I spent the next year researching and writing Tricks, which introduces five teen characters from different parts of the country, all of whom, for very different reasons
, end up turning tricks in Las Vegas.

  All five lived on in the minds of readers, and eventually a sequel was called for, as the characters’ fates were still undecided at the end of the book. While Traffick provides those answers, it also introduces readers to other DMST victims, some of whom become survivors, and others who don’t. All these characters are inspired by very real people, living very real lives as DMST victims. We have become much more aware of the problem in the last decade, and awareness is the beginning of change.

  With new federal guidelines in place, the penalties for DMST pandering have greatly increased. Trafficking children under the age of fourteen now carries a mandatory life sentence in many states, including Nevada. However, DMST will continue as long as there is a market. Education is paramount, as is intervention by law enforcement and great organizations like Children of the Night, GEMS: Girls Educational and Mentoring Services, and other rescue services. Help is available.

  You can find a service provider in your area by calling the National Human Trafficking and Smuggling Center at 888-373-7888.

  Or, report suspected child prostitution activity to the National Center for Missing & Exploited Children at 800-THE-LOST or cybertipline.com.

  According to the National Human Trafficking and Smuggling Center:

  • Human trafficking is the exploitation of a person for the purposes of forced labor or commercial sex, regardless of citizenship or nationality. Despite the connotation of the word, “trafficking” doesn’t always indicate movement between cities.

  • Sex trafficking is when a commercial sex act is induced by force, fraud, or coercion, or whenever the person induced to perform such an act has not attained eighteen years of age.

  • Trafficking happens to US citizens, within the borders of this country, and in every state.

  • The average age of a child introduced to DMST is twelve.

  • Daily in the United States between 150,000 and 300,000 children under eighteen are trafficked.

  • Up to 30 percent of DMST victims are boys, including straight, gay, and transgendered youth.

  • More than 70 percent of homeless youth living on the streets turn tricks to survive.

  • Victims of DMST don’t always self-identify as victims. Often they believe they don’t deserve a better life, or that their pimps truly love them and this is a small price to pay for that love.

  Ellen Hopkins is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Crank, Burned, Impulse, Glass, Identical, Tricks, Fallout, Perfect, Smoke, Tilt, and Rumble, as well as the adult novels Triangles, Collateral, and Love Lies Beneath. She lives with her family in Carson City, Nevada, where she has founded Ventana Sierra, a nonprofit youth housing and resource initiative. Visit her at EllenHopkins.com and on Facebook, and follow her on Twitter at @EllenHopkinsLit. For more information on Ventana Sierra, go to VentanaSierra.org.

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