Everything changed after that day, Damien’s father Greg drank more than ever and Damien’s secret trips to my house increased tenfold as did his fa...her’s anger. He silently wore the evidence of his father’s mood swings, ignoring the looks of pity from teachers. By the end of the year, Damien slept on the floor next to my bed every night to get away from his father’s cruel words and anger. When Damien’s fourteenth birthday came around, he had stopped talking to everyone including me and started. I concentrated on what I could remember from 1863 and the Battle of Gettysburg dominated my thoughts. It seemed fairly certain we were not going to get involved in that bloody chaotic mess because the Sergeants had already given us the unit emblems that we had to sew on our tunics that declared us to be members of the "Army of the Cumberland". I remembered that this large unit was formerly known as the "Army of the Ohio" and was not considered to be a top notch outfit.My choice of the Spencer. It was from Michael, the first of the three linebackers who had spoken to her. She opened the photo and found him posing shirtless in front of a mirror. The text with the photo read, “I take off my shirt, you take off your shirt haha.”A forbidden thrill ran through the teenager as she looked at Michael’s broad chest and six-pack abs. My god, he was gorgeous! But did he really expect her to send him a topless photo?She wrote back, “I’ll think about it lol.”Michael instantly replied, “Don’t think. I said about how I’d really just made trouble for Nancy in her family and also how my mom was having trouble at work and I wasn’t sure whether she could handle it and now would Mandy please like go ’cause I was going to cry and I didn’t want her to see… She just came up and like cuddled me and because I was sitting down I just came up to her shoulder and I buried my head in it and sobbed for like a long time. When I was all cried out she said like ‘do you want her back?’ – meaning Nancy – and.