The pungent smell of puke spread through the air, and it was made worse by Crystal’s inability to stop vomiting. Eric was upset, but he tried to be patient. He knew that this was not her fault. After all, she had not drugged herself. He said, “Crystal, stop puking and help me take my clothes off.”

Crystal’s vomiting fit tapered off until she was just dry heaving. She looked at him for a moment, and then she said, “I’m sorry, but I need to go to the bathroom first.” Her throat felt ...