Hiren looked at the woman standing over her with fear in her eyes.

“Stand up missy, time for your bath. By the smell of you, you need it.”

Hiren didn’t move and neither did Mrs. Ivins.

“I’m not going to stand here all night girly, Reverend wants you clean. Now stand up and take off your clothes.” Mrs. Ivins gestured with her hands this time and Hiren got the message to stand up. She did so slowly, sliding her back and hands against the wall behin...