” He thought about it for a moment. “Why are you up?” Simone asked, letting the fingers of her other hand tousle his brownish blond curls as she...carried him toward his bedroom. “My head won’t go to sleep,” he returned, wrinkling his brow a bit. “Your head isn’t hurting is it?” She automatically laid the back of her hand against his forehead and let out a long breath of relief. He did not have a fever. With finals and one research paper still not written, having her son get sick would be. You and Cara need to talk and get this worked out. She was crying when we hung up. I don't care what you think, Cara loves you and you need to get that head of yours on straight."There is no use arguing with mom. She's probably where I got this bull headed gene from anyway. I went over to the couch and tried to sleep. I was getting pretty used to sleeping on couches.I got up the next morning trying to figure out what I was going to do. So much circumstantial shit, but it adds up. I had to face. Rachel looked at us both, glared actually. “You will be going to your bedroom for sure, but not to bed. Not until we have discussed this in full. Now both of you get out of the shower.” We both stepped out but knew better than to just walk off. Emma had followed Rachel in to the bathroom and stood by the door, her arms folded, smiling at the prospect of what we all knew was now bound to happen. We stood there oblivious to the water running down our naked bodies. Just as well because Rachel. I don’t remember how I got home without an accident, but I remember driving up the driveway with Bob waiting for me. We hugged and kissed for a long time. I showered and dressed in a light summer dress as I began preparing dinner. I almost dropped a plate when the door bell rang. My stomach tightened and my juices began to flow heavier as Bob went to answer the door.Bob ushered Jason in and I ran to Jason and, the first time ever, I gave him a hug and a long open mouth kiss. They told me.