Eileen: A NovelSo here we are. My name was Eileen Dunlop. Now you know me. I was twenty four years old then, and had a job that paid fifty seven dollars a week as a kind of secretary at a private juvenile correctional facility for teenage boys. I think of it now as what it really was for all intents and purposesa prison for boys. I will call it Moorehead. Delvin Moorehead was a terrible landlord I had years later, and so to use his name for such a place feels