It's about midnight. The paths technically close at ten, so they should be deserted. I just have to get better at walking in these heels. That, and ho...e I don't run into anybody.It's slow going, but I start to get used to walking in the heels. Tiny steps.The trees are close on either side and make almost a canopy over the path until it opens up on either side. Another single lamp post lights the middle of the clearing showing a small walking bridge that goes over a tiny crick. The only way. The big, floppy recliner I sit in is the only thing really in focus. The room is bright, but grey and indistinct, because it’s not really important.You are there. I see you are… smaller than you are. And grayer. And cold, sad. I beckon you to me and you climb onto my lap. My arms encircle you as you curl up. I feel larger than I am. Stronger. I hold you, stroking you hair and back through your sweatshirt. You are shivering. You may be crying. There is wetness seeping though my shirt. I hold you. “How much student loan debt do you have, if you don’t mind me asking?”“Approximately twenty-eight thousand is outstanding, but I have never missed a minimum payment.”“Don’t worry about it,” Patty said. “I’m sure that Bobby will agree that we’ll take care of that debt for you.”“Please don’t do that.” Rockie pleaded. “It’s my debt and I intend to pay back every cent of it, no matter how long it takes.”Patty laughed and said, “I don’t think you understand, Rochelle. While Bobby could certainly. Someone was shaking me."Get up, Joe! Tina!"Sharon's voice.I opened my eyes. Sharon stood next to the bed in boxers and a t-shirt, looking alarmed. Tina stirred next to me, shifting so she could see Sharon."My mom's coming back in a couple of minutes. You need to get in the shower, Tina!" Huh? Oh!" Tina bounded out of bed, looking around wildly."I told my mom you were already in the bathroom getting ready for your shower—so you need to go!"Tina nodded and then turned and looked at me. I nodded..