Blair sat alone in a lawn chair 20 feet from the bonfire her friends built to celebrate senior prom, thinking about what had happened just moments before.
Raised by a policeman and a rape crisis counselor, Eva never walked alone at night or left home without her Mace. But she could never have prepared for her closest friends to be the largest threat she faced.
In a library filled with the sounds of shuffling books and beeping scanners, librarian and Chicana activist Martha Cotera found the words she needed to fuel her movement.
To some, she was a mentor, to others a teammate. Some called her their “ghoulfriend,” others knew her as a co-worker, an employee, a daughter, a best friend, a sister.
While their families opened Christmas presents at home, a deployed troop took a picture celebrating abroad wearing the Santa hats they had just received.
