’ ‘What?’ I hadn’t seen anger on her face directed towards me in years. ‘You can’t make a decision, you can’t commit? I guess you were r...ght then, this relationship was doomed from the start. Get the hell out of my room.’ I looked at the daggers in her eyes. She was angry, hurt. And for the first time, she was ready to call the relationship quits. Something that I didn’t think she would ever do. I got up off the bed, accepting my fate for just a brief second, before I stopped as I turned the. The man then took a hypodemic syringe and filled it from a small glass jar as Jennifer watched. She then felt a sting at her neck as the fluid was injected. Soon the room began to spin. She was vaguely aware of a light being shined in her face and something going into her mouth.When Jennifer awoke she was in her stall. She had a funny taste in her mouth that confirmed that it was not a dream. She lay there, tired and her stomach hurting. Her stomach hurt very badly but not the kind of pain that. The 13-year-old girl remained in a daze during her long, deep shower, even while she dressed; even while she went downstairs, where she realized her dad wasn't home. Good, she thought: he's gone, he went to work, it's spring and he'll be working until late. Good. Good. God!The shell-shocked teenager grabbed a Mountain Dew from the fridge and then went back up to her room. She sat on her mattress again, gasping at the pain, and didn't know what the hell she should do.Call the cops? Call Mary?. However, I was not about to dismiss what JC told me out of hand. For one thing, JC had an uncanny knack in finding good deals; for another, if this area did boom with the arrival of the railroad, my dream of a freight business could become reality."I have my doubts about the General's veracity, JC, but I'm willing to look at the land he mentioned. If it is suitable for us, we can show it to the family and see what they think," I said noncommittally.Dodge magnanimously escorted us to the valley.