These goals have an order to them." If you'd just listen, maybe you'd understand that it wasn't because of me not loving you still. I do. I thought I ...as partly to blame for what happened to you." I think that too, Cindy. What you and Joyce were doing was a part of it, but I was probably going to have the problems I did sooner or later anyway. The thing with Kyle and with your father, all of it helped to overwhelm me. I don't blame you for any of it though. All I blame you for is not wanting to. She never saw her friend like this.“I pushed her away. I was a cheerleader. She was a lesbian. Do you know where I’m from? They don’t like that. It was like a forbidden romance, you know?” Lauren said, chuckling.“Hell, I’m from Houston. I told you about my best friend. To be honest… I think she likes me,” Fancy said, drinking another one.“You know, you are kind of hot,” Lauren said, biting her lip.“You’ve told me that before,” Fancy said. Every time the thought entered her head, it seemed so. Typically, very few people who visited this mountain came back as it was considered extremely dangerous. Some said the mountain was haunted and hollowed with caves and crevasses that went down for hundreds of metres.Other people believed that dragons were still alive and lived in the mountain, and they ate you if you trespassed. Ricky was more than happy to keep the supposed myths alive if it kept most of the curious people away.The mountain was special to Ricky; he visited the crystal cave. I walked into the family room and didn't say a word. Neither did my father and I suspected he had some idea of what was going on in the kitchen. The man was neither deaf, blind, nor stupid. I'd felt bad earlier, just an hour or so before, ashamed of myself for being so selfish, but those feelings had passed. I was who I was, I couldn't help it, and being with Cheryl and Jim had revitalized me, as it were, reenergized my fantasies. And seeing my mom with Katrina and Peter? Anything was possible.