?Andrea gasped. What? ?What do you mean???What I said.?Patrick certainly wasn’t the most talkative man in the world.?What you mean I won’t be free...anymore?? Andrea asked the man. She was used to various weird people. She was a bit stunned that such unreasonable words came out of the mouth of a relatively reasonable looking man, but oh well. Men who were okay didn’t come to her office.?You have two options. Turn yourself in willingly or we’ll take you. Call this number if you want to know more.?. Yet, sometimes, they do.Once, twice, three, or more times in our life, we will make the wrong choice when faced with a decision that changes our lives forever. It’s inevitable that it will happen. Should a person abuse themselves emotionally for having made the wrong decision? Should one berate oneself for not being perfect or not knowing everything? One can, but perhaps that is compounding the bad decision with another.Ed waited for John to put his hiking notebooks in the library to find out. How awestruck she was, the first time she saw it. Sixteen years old, in the back seat of Jock?s car, her tube top around her waist, her shorts around her ankles, Jock cursing and laughing quietly, trying to get the ridiculously small condom to unroll over the plum-sized head. ?You?re going to split me open with that thing!? Cindy had said, only half kidding.Cindy had often wondered if Scott even knew what he had, and what it was for. Home-schooling her son on a small farm in the Midwest in the. ”I glanced at Sam as she sucked in a breath, “What?”She was looking angry, “My aunt Katharine died of dream weed.”I nodded, “Some people become so addicted they use more each time and until finally it kills the brain.”I looked at the clerk, “have you checked the records yet?”He shook his head, “Not yet.”I glanced at Edward as he carried in a small stack of ledgers, “Start looking at everything.”I turned to Sam, “We are going to see your father and then I am going to see the captain again.”The.