Dad and I are fighting." "Again?!" he yelled. "You two are always going at it aren't you?" "Seems like it, huh?" I asked. "Well man, yo... can hang out, but it turns out I'm going too. Got a hot date tonight myself," he said with a smirk. "But dad's here, and he's not so bad." "Yeah," I replied. "Your dad's cool. Thanks man." "No problem. He's in the living room watching the game. See ya later, Tom," he added as he got in his car. The next few hours I chatted. . 9, 6, 3, 7... 7, 4”“Good stuff! I’ve seen enough to know that your noggin is working just fine, Mike, and Aileen.”“So you think I can get back on the field and with my band?” I excitedly asked after hearing her prognosis.“Yes, but,” she replied and then looked at my mother, then to me and added, “only if you can limit any physical contact on the football field ... uh, when is your next game?”“Friday, against the team we’re battling for first place in our conference!” I exclaimed not liking. " I heard something about that. I also heard that you've become a big fan of movies, that you've been going there two or three times a week." Well, there are a lot of good movies right now. Plus, it was lonely with no one for me to talk to. At least at the movies, you can escape from the boredom." Eileen was just standing there, grinning at me. It was a pretty cold day, I was starting to get a chill from just standing around without my jacket on. I had taken it off to play football. I asked. My shoulders slumped even lower, if possible into mt rightful position before this stranger. And for some reason, I answered her.Honestly answered in a quiet little suffocated whisper, back turned."no." I'll tell you want Jennifer. I'd like you to do me a favor. Go home, change into what you normally wear, and we'll start over, okay? " She asked without looking up at her paper work.For a moment everything froze once again. I could imagine her eyes boring into me from behind me as my breath.