I think the cops will leave it at that, but the crucial thing was that her head was below the dashboard, so it missed the tail of the truck.’ ‘Why...is she unconscious? ‘She’s sedated. She has a lot of damage to her ribs so we have to breathe for her. We had to drain some blood out of her chest.’ ‘Can you save her? Will she get better?’ ‘Right now, no one knows. If the internal bleeding stops, she may make it. We have to get more X-Rays, we may have to operate.’ ‘Can I wait here, or with her. I. I didn't want to speak, to break this spell that held us both. I felt awetness on my shoulder and realized she was crying, hot tears spilling on tome. It was one of those perfect moments, me holding this red crowned beauty,overwhelmed by the sensations, still impaled upon a huge shining shaft thatwas still buried in her soft pink wetness. Finally, after what seemed like forever, she raised her head and lookedme in the eyes. Her tears had abated and what looked like a peaceful acceptancegraced. It would be best just to forget the whole thing, and hope that next week would be better, for both of us.There was tension in the house, too. And it had to do with more than the dark moods Luke and I seemed to be stuck in. Eddie and Jase were still fighting. They were definitely doing their best to keep it from seeming obvious, but it was there. They were civil to each other, and they pretended that nothing was wrong, but neither of them could look the other in the eye. The fact that Jase was. She didn't wear make-up because she didn't need it, she sparkled with a beauty many men would not see. He felt an immediate attraction to her.When he first saw her, she was shopping at the same market he goes too. She was alone and always appeared to be lonely. However, she did smile in greeting every time they came close to one another.The following week he decided when he had the chance; he would stop and talk to her. He did and introduced himself, "Hello, my name is Roger." Hello, Roger my.