Whenever I get up to pee, I listen.I don’t even know Kenny’s still in the den. I’d left my geometry book somewhere, maybe there, and we have a q...iz tomorrow on Chapter 8. I hope that’s all it’s on, anyway.I open the door and there’s my book exactly where I left it, and my brother’s asleep in the chair. Dummy! I walk across the rug to grab my book. The rug was braided by Grandma Katie, Mom’s mom.I’m not even looking at the screen of fish chasing fish, but I guess I make a noise because Kenny. And she was curious to why she brought that up all the sudden since they had only talked about it once during their cafe date and never mentioned again."Well, I won the case and I got all his assets and money. Which is enough to build Heather's dream villa" Her friend said proudly to her goth friend as Gwen couldn't help but to laugh at the predicament of their former host who had tortured them for his own amusement and money gain. And just hearing Chris got sent to jail once again made her all. When I do, THEN we can discuss everything else.”The sound of the phone being slammed down was muted, but obvious. I hung up and walked back across the open area to the great room.“What’s her next move?” Jessica asked.“Two options, I think. One, she waits until Samantha arrives in Monaco and gets in touch with her and Samantha calls me. Or two, she tries to have Jeri intervene. And if she does THAT, I think we’ll have a better idea of what’s really going on.”“What was that about a police. These guys don’t have much academic pressure either. They get all the help they need, including alteration of grades to keep them eligible. What do they learn from this? That they are special, that the rules don’t apply to them, that almost any kind of behavior they engage in will be tolerated as long as they continue to contribute to victory. The result for those who don’t make it as professional athletes is predictably disastrous: They never learn to control their impulsive behavior, they are.