She has wanted, for years, to be brave enough. Today she is.
It’s a Friday in October. A few weeks ago, she watched on TV as another woman, calm and clear, accused a man of assaulting her when they were young. The nation had listened to that other woman, and many had believed her.
It’s hard to say why the courage comes on this day. But her kids are at school, the house is quiet, and she has a rare day off work.
Still in her pajamas, she turns on the computer, looks up a phone number.
She calls a university in West Virginia and leaves a message.
I’m a pediatrician and a mother, she says into the phone, and I’m calling about one of your soccer coaches. I was his player, back in Texas.