What is wrong with me, laughing to myself; I must be going through a mid-life crisis yet I was way too young for that. Fuck it! Shit or get off the po.... I sat there staring at the phone for ten minutes being a coward.I took a deep breath, dialed the number and waited. The phone rang 3 times before he answered. I knew it was him. I could never forget his voice. "Hello" he said. Stuttering I said "Hello Winston." "Sherry?" he asked surprise. "How did you know it was me?" I asked. "I could never. Jamie fell back into silence gazing at me thoughtfully for a long while, studying me. "Unless of course ... Listen, Brett. I have a plan. A radical plan. But it's going to take a large commitment on your part. Very large ..."Jamie's logical legal mind worked out the details of the plan quickly even as she explained it to me. "This is all about being able to blackmail our way into the firm of one of the leches that have been trying to use me year after year. I can't create enough scandal. As he was opening the door to exit, someone on theoutside was pulling it trying to come in. Their joint ‘push-pull’ efforts had Bobby lurching forward and the other person stumbling backwards. Bobby stopped his motion and the momentum of the other person’s pulling allowed the door to swing open. Bobby finally caught sight of the other person, but it wasn’t anyone he recognized. She had maintained her balance, but was standing in an awkward pose, still holding onto the door for support. As she. The boy on the bed's eyelids fluttered open. Momand Dad cried out in relief."Randy! Thank God you're OK!" Who am I and who are you people?" asked the boy. "Oh, my god he's got amnesia!" cried his mom."Shit!" said Randy. Part 2Well 'Randy' was no better the next day! Even worse, thought the new andvery resentful Kate, the jerk seemed to be acting more and moreimpossible. Imagine calling me a yucky girl! I am not a yucky girl! Itwas sickening the way mom fussed over her baby boy. He was always.