" I suppose we will be," I said walking with him."Did you hear Noah say that next Friday there's no classes?" Yeah I heard that," I replied. "I need t... keep up better with ourschedule." That was our camping weekend," Corey said."If it happens, then it will be great. If you have to work instead, we'lllive. You do what you need to do," I stated.I was about asleep after my day of classes when Kris came through the door."Weird fucking day," he stated, throwing off his backpack."Why's that?" First I. It was badly scorched, the heavy nylon strap partially melted, and the buckle bent and contorted by heat and force, the vagaries of lightning; no wonder it had failed so spectacularly! It was a gruesome but cherished memento, and them saving it and bringing it in when they visited had touched me deeply.Other things continued as they had since I’d awoken, improvement gradual but steady. Brad and Eva remained curious about the ‘side effect’ of their sessions with me, but when I continued to. Well, the beach was public alright, but not very. And the spot pinpointed was like a half-mile to 1 mile walk from where I had to park. So I carried my chair and a cooler and a little radio down the beach, and I can saw the umbrella ahead in the distance. My heart was pounding as I approached, and even though she was looking at me as I closed, she remained silent. At the last second, I began to chicken out, and I was about to casually walk on by when I noticed "Poet" written in the sand. ‘Your Mum and me, we’re really hitting it off,’ he said. ‘I guess you know that, but we try to keep it quiet, you know? She’s a great woman, and she’s really… passionate, if you get my meaning. Hope me saying this doesn’t bother you, does it?’ I told him that it was alright, although by now the shower I had taken was a distant memory, as perspiration was pouring out of me. The fact that he was such an intimidating presence was not lost on either of us, and it seemed he enjoyed the dominance he.