..?"Rachel shook her head vehemently. "Nope."Tina stared at Rachel for a few seconds without speaking. "I alsoremember that there's a certain ... la...itude ... for the director andcounselor to use her judgment," she finally said softly.Rachel sighed heavily. "Yeah, I know, it's ultimately my decision.The burden of command, and all that ...." Rachel leaned back andstared at the ceiling. "Sometimes, I feel like I'm playing God."Tina knew that Rachel was in a contemplative mood, and she didn't. She didn't look at me again the next day, except for two very curious peeks. I didn't confront her. I'd said what I had to say. After the weekend, I went to class with my writing assignment, confident in its prose. We always read our work aloud. Mine was short and everyone hated it, even though it got some laughs. Tamary didn't laugh. Instead, I saw her suddenly look down at the floor after the opening paragraph."Macy T got caught by a carbon fiber ribbon painted red. It cut into her arms and. I’m not going to pursue anything unless you say it’s OK – and you’re there, too. I don’t want them in our relationship full time. I just want to play around once in a while, like we did last night. I’m not talking about every night – or even every month. I just don’t want to close off the possibility that we might have another night like last night.”“I don’t think we need to close that off,” Phil answered. “We just have to be judicious. We just have to make sure that we don’t lose us. That’s. She beat me by about a lap as had become the norm at Thanksgiving. After we both showered and dressed, we went to the kitchen so that I could make breakfast for my little sister and my dad.“Are you joining us for Christmas Eve?” my dad asked as he sat down.“Yes, though I plan to sleep at the Spencers’ that evening.”“Are you coming to Grandma’s on Christmas?” Stephanie asked.“That’s the plan,” I said.“What are we doing today?”“I need to do some last-minute Christmas shopping, but otherwise,.