"It's something that can still happen, anyway. The kidsjust have to be careful which friends they tell it to."I looked at my dad. "If you think that's...the right thing to do, Dad," Isaid."I think so, kid," he said, and gave me a little punch on the shoulder.Danielle protectively put her arm around me. I hugged her."'Kay..."Mom and Dad agreed to be out the coming Saturday, just in case wewanted to bring our friends home to talk or whatever. They'd be backSunday lunchtime. Danielle and I winked at. From the time I met Charles for our first study session, I was completely smitten. What was once a hated subject became my favorite because of my new tutor, and I looked forward to our appointments every week. I used the tiny kitchen in my dorm to bake something different for each of our sessions, and Charles never objected to taking a snack break. With his help I managed a high B in the class, though I could have scored higher if I had kept my mind on the material rather than my tutor. Once I. This was an unexpected addition to the house from the girls, but I was sure that they were planning for a great many happy hours of home entertainment in our own private club! That couldn't help but to brighten up my mood, just a little bit!That Friday evening I was able to make it to the gun club meeting for the first time in about a month and it felt almost comforting to know that now I had some more friends willing to keep watching my back. Mark knew the whole story about Darren Hall and his. We have the limos for as long as we need them." Good. Stacy and I would like to thank both you and Shane for tonight." What do you have planned?" Oh, you'll see." After telling the driver where she wanted to go, Stephanie got in the back of the Hummer and got close to me."Ok, you want to tell me where we are going now?" Nope."I playfully poked her in her side and she started laughing. "When Stacy and I went to the bathroom we talked about it and wanted to thank both of you. So we came up with.