" Doesn't ... doesn't that humiliate him?" Part of the humiliation is on purpose, Madison. This is punishment, after all. He's here instead of in jail... The main thing, though, is to break him down so his behavior will change." Lindsey gave a brief explanation of the theory, and she was pleased to see Madison coming out of her shock and seeming to understand and agree with the methodology."You'll have to talk to Bryan pretty soon, you know," Lindsey warned the girl."Oh, no! I just couldn't! Why. "Sleep, I will be here for you," I said as I kissed her forehead."Thank you Nakita," she replied and closed her eyes.I watched over her as she fell asleep, and then went up above. Walter was staring out into the night as I sat down. "Walter head for home, she will be alright," I said."No, taking her to Amber," he replied as he adjusted our heading."Walter, I fixed her up. Somehow the goddess had taught me medicine. She will be ok, she just needs rest," I said as I yawned.WalterI looked over at. . everything. The groom is there, sort of running on autopilot. He's necessary, of course, but the wedding day is her special day, and little girls fixate on that."As she gets older a girl realizes a few more things about her fictional wedding: there's the living together, and after puberty there's the wedding night. She might give some thought to just how they will live together--believe me, guys think about that more than most gals--but passes it off as "they'll be together" and doesn't give. Belle protested, saying she’d come into her own and wanted to buy me a drink. I waved her money down and handed a twenty to the waitress. Conversation came and went, as did several more drinks. Empty glasses piled up faster than they could be removed, along with cigarette butts and ashes. The black and pinks lights seemed to become stronger, more forceful as the haze thickened. There were others at the table, men, friends, competitors, enemies. A regular stroll through memory lane. They.