She responded by, “No, I just want enough to leave here and nothing else. Everything else you can keep or give it away I don’t care what you do wi...h it.”Well, all that went on seventeen months ago. I am slowly getting better but there are days when I am wandering around the house alone that I get all balled up and weepy in remembering certain times when I really thought that we were happy. I guess I know now that it was just me that was happy and not both of us.My name is Jerome Jason Jackson. He took the management route while I had eschewed itpreferring to be in the field with the customers. Somehow I could neversee myself in an office 9 to 5. I was shocked when everyone left leavingjust him and I in the conference room."Sit down Dave," he said as we shook hands. "Been a while but you arelooking good." It has been a while hasn't it Mike?" I smiled. "I think it was about 8years ago when I got that WDI job you worked so hard for." Yes it was," he laughed. "And maybe that is why I. ‘It’s true! Until we made love on Friday, I hadn’t had sex for almost three years,’ he said seriously. ‘You can’t hide this forever, you know,’ she lectured him. ‘Sooner or later you’re going to have to tell me how you know all this dynamite sex technique stuff.’ ‘I told you, I learned it all by reading,’ he said, gamely trying to sound sincere. ‘You don’t seriously expect me to believe that, do you?’ she shot back. ‘Suit yourself!’ ‘Show me!’ she challenged. ‘No!’ ‘What do you mean, No!’. "They both nodded that they understood and Jimmy carefully turned to pull the pistol and a box of shells from his pack. He was scared. He had been scared since they left the house yesterday morning and he didn't see how anything could be right again. He had killed a man. More than one he was pretty sure but only one that he knew it was his bullet that killed him. He had seen the surprise, or was it terror, on the man's face. He handed the pistol and shells to his dad. He was scared for his dad.