“Dr. Drake!” Maddi called out. She waved as her mother’s old friend as she slid from the nearby car. Maddi skipped to the curb with girlish deli...ht. “I didn’t think you’d get my message in time.”“I actually moved my flight back to meet with you.” She said. “We didn’t get to talk much at the funeral. How’re you holding up, honey?”“I’m okay, but this business and charity stuff is all a bit overwhelming. That’s kinda what I wanted to ask you about. Moringa University has a better business school. Shit, he couldn’t remove his pants, right? He couldn’t let the young people of Buttermilk Falls know that he was in a chastity belt. Jennifer was a hottie, but she was also a powerful gossip, and that would ruin whatever “rep” Spal had, and all his luster he’d gathered from being a point guard on the basketball team, for playing bass guitar in his band “The a****l Keepers”, from being tall and handsome, all that shit would be irrelevant!But Mom was adamant. She wasn’t going to let Spalding. A quick glance to the side confused me. He was looking at me and wasn't trying to get ahead of me.Again my reflexes kicked in. But no matter how fast I was, it didn't mean shit. Life is full of all kinds of things that only matter in certain situations. They say that before you die your life flashes in front of your eyes. Mine didn't. I had perfectly clear vision and way above normal reaction time. The problem was that there simply wasn't enough time.Thought moves at the speed of light. But. Together they had meaning, but if you take a number out of the clock and look at it on its own, it’s useless; it’s just a number with no purpose, no meaning and no reason for existence. His head rolled back to its original position facing upwards towards the ceiling and Jake returned his thoughts to Danny. “You know,” the voice in his head said, “Those numbers are a lot like you and Danny. On your own your no good at all, you have no purpose in life but with him...with him you have a reason to.