She was seriously looking over the metal partitions that separated Price's section of balcony with his neighbors'. More worrisome was when she started...pushing her foot against the railing to see how stable it was."You are not going to climb over the side of this ship," I hissed. "That's too dangerous."She raised an eyebrow at me. "You have something in mind? I'm open to other suggestions." We only have one realistic way off this balcony and that's through Price's room. We need some sort of. Ok ... the big question ... WHO WAS I?That required me to open my eyes and look around until I could gather enough facts to determine who I was, and where I was being treated. I cracked my eyes open and looked around again, seeking something, anything that would give me clues as to my identity.The same dark hospital room was present when I looked around. My head wasn't restrained so I could turn it to see what there was to see. Mostly I saw dark walls, a dark ceiling, and a dark monitor, with. Jim was neither a retarded nor a dumb, he was smarter than theaverage, and he thought that money was even more important thanstudies. That's why Jim was the most successful kid in School,almost a gangster.He had a part in every pocket of the nerdish seven graders, hispeers; he got their money in almost every legal or illegal waythat he could device.And again in the seventh grade at the beginning of the schoolyear he had the chance to get the eight grade and the new seventhgrade.But that was. She was breathtakingly beautiful. She looked up at me and stopped. Her dreamy eyes met mine. There it was the emptiness that I had seen before. The view was clear, the feelings bare, and it shook me to the roots. ‘I want you,’ I told her. ‘What?’ she said. She shook her head and noticed my terrible state and murmured, ‘I am sorry about that. Now if you will excuse me.’ I stopped her by moving in front of her. ‘I do not accept your apology.’ I told her. She crossed her arms over her breasts and.