.. What is happening ... is he going to be all right?” Karen was crying and hugging his arm. Tom didn’t know what to say. Tom’s dad was a doctor... and from stories he had been told, he knew this was not going to end well. After about 15 minutes, the doctor came out, took Karen’s hand. Without saying anything at first, she knew.“Mrs. Peterson. I am so sorry ... his injuries were just too massive, I really wish we could have done more.”Karen just fell on Tom, wailing and crying. Tom took her to a. He had hoped to parlay his talent into an actual career, but he found that without a degree he could not practice hypnosis as a form of therapy. Nor had he found any traction in trying to get paid gigs at either parties or as a performer somewhere. However, he'd practiced on several friends and most of his family once or twice. Usually he just helped them relax or sleep better that night. He had gotten pretty good at putting people into a state of suggestibility, but this skill wasn't. Kate gave me a moment to think about it. The hot water was running through our bodies. It was so intimate. Then once again she broke the silence: "I don't have to tell her, but I will. If I would do this with someone else, someone like Jane (blonde ex-girlfriend from chapter two, remember?), my girlfriend would probably be pissed, but I think I would tell her anyway. Thankfully, I know that she will understand. Because this is you. Because I told her all about you, my sweat little peach. I. Sam followed but found the door to Amy's bedroom locked when she tried to enter. "Please Amy, Please let me finish," Sam pleaded to the closed door."Go away Sam," Amy's voice said. "I'm sorry I hurt you. Believe me when I say that I am more sorry about that than anything else I have done in my entire life. If you wish to leave Sam, you can. I won't stop you. Even if you tell the world about me, I don't care." Please Amy, please let me in." Sam begged but to no avail. Before she hung her head.