I was probably 8 or 9 years old. My older brother and I were friends with the kids from another family on our street. We were friendly with another kid who was mildly annoying, but his little sister was a snitch and his dad was kind of a jackass. They asked us to check their mail and look after the house while they…

My freshman year, I was randomly paired with with a horse farmer from the Missouri bootheel. I put aside my preconceived notions about rural folk and set about building a friendship with someone outside my usual social circles. That is, until he posted pictures of his 14-year-old, lingerie-clad girlfriend by his bed.…