Oh ... shit..."I started to throw up. I ran to the kitchen sink and let loose. After a while, I turned on the water and flushed it down the drain, the... headed to the bathroom for a bit. I stayed in the bathroom for about fifteen minutes. I mostly leaned on the counter and threw up from time to time. I calmed down and was able to settle the stomach with a glass of water. Wiping my face off, I returned to the kitchen table.Brenda was in tears, crying softly. I wanted to go to her and hold her.. The swings and errors of outrageous adolescent emotions stabilized, and we were able to resume normal conversation during the school day. The dance was another two weeks out; I asked my mother to assist me in learning to dance. Hell, she'd been bugging me to learn, as had my father; my sisters thought it was funny, watching me try to lead Mama, and following Dad, but we showed 'em.I was Freddy Astaire in no time. Well, no, but you get it.The night of the dance, a Saturday, the parents drove the. They serve ribs and the meat just falls off the bones. It’s great. They don’t serve alcoholic beverages nor are they open on Sunday. It’s just the way they like to operate.’“That’s different. I thought every good restaurant served alcohol.”“It isn’t a restaurant. It’s a joint. There’s a difference.”“Oh.”“In this case, I happen to know the owner. He’s a fundamental Christian and won’t work on Sunday and doesn’t drink alcoholic beverages. It’s his place and that’s the way he wants it.”“I would. Spencer sustained some serious injuries. They both are being treated and should be going into surgery any minute now."Ted's dad spoke up, "How extensive are their injuries?" The best we can tell, they have broken bones, burns and smoke inhalation. We will know more once we get them into the OR. One of the best trauma surgeons in the state just arrived and will be operating shortly. We'll try to keep you informed as we go." The totally nasty side of Mr. Fate followed the two patients into the.