Maybe save myself a semester ... or maybe even a year.”“Are you from here? Vancouver, I mean.”“No ... I’m from Cranbrook. I’m here to get ... good business education to prepare me to eventually take over my parents’ operation. They own a garage and service station. It’s very successful and I want to keep it that way. I have some ideas that will make sure it succeeds in the future.” It was a matter-of-fact statement from Candice that left Jesse little doubt about her intentions.“So ... are you. —– The details don’t matter, not to me. Samantha Jones was envious of the few minutes that I raised Michelle above her, and even worse because the Winter Recital was such a major social event that I had done it in front of all her friends, so what? Michelle’s ex-boyfriend was a junior and a hulking brute of a football lineman with jealousy running through his veins like acid, so what? The ex had two sycophants who would follow him into hell not realizing that was searing heat they felt, so. Standing before her, like a ghost from summer’s past, was James. ‘James,’ she breathed, sitting up slightly. ‘What are you…’ she frantically looked around her surroundings to make sure no one was nearby. ‘Paul said some things,’ he said, taking a seat in the reclining lawn chair next to Rose. ‘Things?’ ‘You talked him out of going to Paris, for one,’ he said. ‘And…’ ‘You convinced him to take up residence in your summer cottage, which, by the way, is hardly a cottage,’ he finished. ‘I know,’. It seemed hopeless, he was fucked either way. So he made a decision there and then. Jack decided to act like a female pornstar, he was going to do everything that he saw them do in porno's because if he did what the trucker wanted then it would all be over a lot quicker. If his parents came looking for him, then they where all in trouble. So it had to be quick.With that, the huge, dirty trucker lifted Jack up and grabbing a fistful of his shirt, tore it off over his head. He then pushed Jack.