I also knew that I did not want to come back to Ridgemont after I graduated. What I really wanted was to find a job in a big town accounting firm or b...nk and to move up the corporate ladder with a wife and 2.5 kids, living the American dream. Well, maybe it was just my dream, but it was one I wanted to attain.The game was over quickly enough. Ridgemont won 34 to 16. I headed home to get some sleep. I needed to be at Hardesy's at 7.The weekend was fairly humdrum, no more or less than the usual,. " ,I managed despite being intimidated as hell, "John Smith sir." He raised an eyebrow in question. "That's what they put on my birth certificate when they registered me. My parents didn't bother naming me I guess." "Well John Smith, I'm Lester Murphy" he said slapping me on the shoulder and scooping up my suitcase, "Lets get back to the farm before my missus starts to wonder where we've got to." We climbed into his old, beat up farm truck and drove off down the dirt road that stretched off. Monish suddenly stopped walking. He listened with intent. He stood very still clutching the sword harder. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the sounds around him. He sensed the danger approach and then it stopped. The world seemed to stop around him. Nothing moved and he heard nothing. He knew better than to make the first move. He held his breath and waited for the danger to engulf him any second. Ten more seconds and nothing changed. And then it moved. Not a flash strike that he. When they returned to their seats and found us sitting in them, though, the boys started giggling hysterically. This time we managed to get Drew settled down before he threw up. Damon made a big show of pretending to take Grandpa Saul’s wine and sip it.“A very good vintage,” he said. “Napa Valley Cabernet, 2007.” We all started laughing again. The thing was, he was right!I couldn’t really call bedtime an ordeal. After all, I was sleeping in a big bed with six beautiful women. I’d stopped in my.