I knew it was now or never, but I didn't want to convey any sense of desperation. I had to maintain my cool, and try to get her to buy into my plan. ...Meanwhile, I refilled Katy's wine glass, and poured myself some more whiskey.When Katy came back, I considered it to be a good sign, at least. She plopped down in her chair, and immediately picked up her wine glass and drank half of it down in one shot. I considered that to be a good sign as well."So, what would you want me to do?" she asked. Not sure Matt would want me to be there, either. I'd like you to tell me all about it, though. Can you do that?" Yes, I think I can."There matters stood until the following summer. Matt came to stay for a couple of weeks not long after we'd sent Julie off to begin her freshman year. We spent most of our time out at the pool in the afternoons, going through gallons of iced tea and more gallons of sun screen.Lee teased him, no other way of saying it. Not only was she mostly sunbathing topless, we. She had literally stressed herself into sickness that day, so I pulled her aside and told her "Relax, you're going to do fine, I promise" she just smiled at me as if that was all the encouragement she needed. She gave me a hug, and walked off to her round.The day went by quickly, and before we knew it they were announcing results. After about 30 minutes of giving out medals, they reached Carissa's event. Half of our team, including myself, had qualified for state. I imagine she felt like she. A few of my friends have said it’s because I’m oblivious to it. Like I must give off some ‘fuck off’ signal when I’m out. I dunno… Maybe being brought up with boys and having lots of guy friends killed some part of my personality that enables me to flirt or something. ” “Well that can’t be true. You always seem to reel them in whenever I’ve seen you out.” ‘Myself included,’ he thought. “My ex-girlfriend, Frankie, says it’s because I’m too picky. She thinks my standards are too high.” “Hold.