I was literally at a loss for words, quietly horrified at the realization that, because my accuser had so confidently repeated his charge, Dick would likely take the liar's word over mine.
H/T Bob Seger:
Teaching through negative example, [At Close Range] was invaluable in reminding me not to associate with low-life hillbilly criminals.
Some unknown vandals had visited the park during the night and carried a picnic table from a nearby campsite down to the platform and dumped it off into the lake. Settling under the water, the table hadn't been visible from the platform, due to the lake's murkiness.
Wait a minute. This is supposed to be 1977. Why are they playing a song from 1979?
What did bother me back then, if only in the back of my mind, was the Allen character's view of the relationship-- his blatant need, as the much wiser older man, to mold and shape the naive, innocent girl into the kind of person he thinks she should become, i.e. his own idealized companion.
I was determined to make this dog my friend, so I walked up on it a third time. Same result. This time, the dog had drawn a little blood and the spots on my arm where it had clamped its jaws down were starting to hurt.