“Glad to hear! You guys hit the road for an away tomorrow, right?” “Yes, sir!” “Don’t be so formal, please.” Brontae Colvin was a junior...and a guard on the basketball team. He was kind, slender, and had a deep voice. He had played a big role in the team making it to the Division Two elite eight last season. Princeton was a typical wealthy booster. He made sure athletes had all of their needs met. And while, he didn’t usually get to extravagant, there were generally five or six that would. Of course, beyond July meant I couldn’t be with Kara. And to my surprise, in a choice between Kara and Stephanie, I was choosing Kara.I couldn’t have them both. In fact, as I’d said to Jennifer, the only girl I could have if I wanted to maintain things with Stephanie was Jennifer, and I just didn’t see that happening. First and foremost, because I wanted to be with Kara. Second, because despite our improved relationship, I still thought there was a huge divide between us, one that we likely. She was now sitting down, holding a beagle-terrier mix in her lap. The dog was a bit funny looking. Its fur was patchy in places. One of its long ears had been clipped a little so they were uneven. Its tail had been docked. Suzanne was gently rubbing its neck. Then Brett saw something that surprised him: Suzanne was crying.He surreptitiously walked over to the dog crates. He saw the word "Termination" and Thursday's date on the chart attached to the crate labeled "Sadie"."May I," asked Brett. It was a good time for her to relax and let loose away from her daughter. It was a bit odd she was not as fun-loving as I remembered. We tried to include her in all the fun but she was still withdrawn.The next morning, we sucked back coffee nursing our hangovers. It was hot and we were ready to hit the beach. I always loved the beach, the hot sun bearing down keeping us warm. As much fun as the beach was it ways also frustrating, all these beautiful women nearly naked and not there to touch..