" Strange as it sounds, I was actually a little disappointed. I thought I was younger. Of course, with Bridget's cute features I could always pas... for younger, but... Cathy dragged me to the front room and gestured toward a row of sacks spread out in front of the couch. "Wait till you see what I've found." Looking at the bags, and at the names on the bags, the first thing I did was wince. "How much did you spend?" "A lot," said Cathy. "But then, how many chances do you get. . Jesse died the summer after his graduation. I attended his funeral. He had an older sister, but no brothers.”In the meantime, Jesse was trying to become invisible. He tried to move to the back of the store, but Grant took his arm and held him.“Can you explain this, Jesse?” he asked.“No,” he lied.“What is your name, Sir?” Grant asked.“Norman Carson. Jesse and I played baseball together on the school team. We were good friends. I may be old, but I’m not senile. I’d know that face anywhere. Your. I didn't fire it up until I was well away from the house.It felt great to be on my bike and I began to relax at once. It was late and there was almost no traffic, giving me the room to let my bike stretch out a little. I picked a direction and let the ponies run. The warm air rushed over me and I let go of anything that wasn't directly in front of me. I rushed toward the West and freedom. For the next ten hours, I was the wind.Dawn found me tired and hungry and in West Texas. I had was dead. Seen it one day on the rec basketball courts when one of Bernard's buddies, just for a joke, yanked his Chicago Bulls sweatpants down to his ankles. The first thing Sarah thought was: Jesus Christ, what a BIG COCK. The second thing she thought was: I want it IN ME. She blocked out her family and the uninviting smell of turkey and cranberry sauce, and let her mind go back 12 hours, back to 3:30 AM, back to the wild sex she was having with Bernard. He was fucking her on his bed, fucking her so.