“Donna, when we get back, I need to talk to you. That is if you’re ready to talk about what both of us are thinking.”“I’m ready, Coop. I’v... been trying to stay out of the way with all of this crazy stuff going on up here. Whatever you decide, I’ll abide by your decision.”“When we talk, Donna, I want your opinion. If we’re ever going to work out the details, we both have to tell our feelings.”“Thanks, Coop,” was all she said with a smile. They turned back to see Carol, Dave, Kelsie, and Tommy in. While you're doing that ... I'll get some fresh sheets on your bed. I'm sure you could use them. That ... and a change of clothes too no less."Ok, she had me there. At the moment, all I was wearing was my old ratty bathrobe, and a pair of boxer shorts. And even then, I wasn't sure if I'd already turned them inside out or not. Don't laugh ... but it gave me an extra days worth of laundry. Yeah, I'd been doing those in the sink too. After all, the laundry room was down stairs. Go figure.I stood. Followed by single tails. I screamed in pain as it hurted terribly. Aah, look at the bitches feet. Nice bright red with deep red and blue welds…. Oke, we can go on the next stage. They grabbed a few candles and started dripping hot candlewax on my now very sensetive feet. After they covered my feet in candlewax they again whipped my feet until the wax was all gone. They lit up a sigarette…. I looked at the sigarettes with scared eyes cos i knew what was going to happen next. And yes, they. " OK," I said calmly, trying to feel how the conversation should move. "And Meg works for Mr. Romero?" Yeah." Back to the dead voice. "She likes him. I can't give her what she needs. I'm just a dumb jock. She shouldn't have married me because I'm just a dumb jock."This was not only repetitive, but pretty scary. I doubted this guy went through his whole life like this, because no one would have hired him to guard an outhouse, much less anything more valuable. And did I know someone who got his.