" So tell me, what happened?"The old man tried to contain a sob, and failed miserably."What is it Grand Pa?" the girl insisted, "You can tell me, I wo...'t tell."She took his hand from her hair and kissed it, "You'll feel better." Yes, perhaps I will; perhaps I will."His eyes, streaming tears, he asked his granddaughter to bring him the glass he dropped,"Bring me the bottle too, and I shall tell you the story."Colette ran to obey her Grandfather, but not before she heard him say:"I never told. We didn't care as a town we knew you were feeling bad about losing to our town rival. I recollect the time you made me think I was chicken at the town talent show. I didn't care about looking like a total donkey. But there was no reason, son, that you had to usurp that truck driver's mind. I or Mr. Timms could feed your family for the entire year as long as you asked. But right here, right now I want to help you get out of your criminal tendency." How will you do that?"He gives you a fatherly. ..sister." I do now!" Hi Kristen, I'm Stan." Hi Stan," I said softly.He took my hand and pulled me to my feet, looked at my sister and Kennyand told them we were leaving! Then he gave me a tug and I followed him.Before long he had his arm around my waist."You look really nice all dressed up like a girl." Uh, thanks. Megan wanted to try it and my mom went crazy and bought meall kinds of clothes." So... you want to go to the dance on Saturday? I'll pick you up." You're asking me on a date!?". ‘Hello’, she answered groggily. Her stomach lurching as she recognized the husky, male voice on the other end of the phone. ‘How did you get this number’, she queried? ‘That’s not important Kayla,’ replied Devon Kincaid, ‘What is important is that I need to see you.’ ‘I already told you Devon that it’s over between us…,’ she replied, bile rising in her throat as she fought back a wave of nausea, ‘I don’t think there is anything more to discuss.’ ‘Ah but that’s where you’re wrong my dear Kayla,’.