It seemed Ann didn't want anyone listening to what they were about to say."Ann look..." He took a deep breath then said "My name is Shane Wilson and....." I know your name. Just tell me, what do you want from Thia?" Look Ann you may be her friend..." Best friend!" she corrected.GOD she is a... Shane tried to calm down "Fine, you may be her best friend and I'm sure you care about her but there's something you need to know. I'm Thia's husband." He really found it hard referring to himself as Thia's. When I got home, I realized that there were still five days left until the surgery. I was anticipating it as if I was alive. I know in some really wide definition of alive, I might still be, but you know what I mean.Since day five was pretty much over, I settled in to 'rest' until i started a new one. I started day four with a phone call from Bill. "Hey lady, wanna meet me for breakfast at Helen's?" he asked."Only if you let me buy yours, my poor college boy friend," I replied."I did not call. "I hadn't realized I was holding my breath until it sobbed out of me. The tears that had been threatening to take over were unleashed. Both Hawk and Mary held me, softly speaking words that didn't really register. I could see Sue crying uncontrollably while Stan held her just a few feet away."He might have a concussion. His pupils don't look quite the same size," Ramon continued, "but if so, I don't think it's too bad. I'm a little concerned because he passed out, but all things considered,. To them, it must have looked like I just vanished. The wind keeps me from turning my head to see what has me. All I can see are my surroundings in a blur, with my arms, legs and my dick swinging in the wind. Whatever grabbed me suddenly lets go and I fly into a tree. It knocks the air out of me and gives me tunnel vision. I think I have a concussion. I must have blacked out for a moment. I open my eyes. Still on the ground with my back to the tree and eyes blurry. I can't see anything in.