You ever fished?”“Not seriously. Dad and I tried it out when I was around six, but it didn’t do a lot for us. Maybe I was too young and didn’t...have the patience to sit still and quiet for that long.”“My dad used to take me sometimes, before he ran out on us, and I met a few of his fishing buddies and heard their tales. You don’t stand a chance!”I held up my hands in mock surrender. “If you’ve been trained by a fisherman, then it’s gonna be no contest!”She giggled, then put her glass down on the. Not only was I living with Kristen and Lynette, but I found myself the object of admiration from my fellow students, and now I had a band that I could use to pursue my dreams.All this great stuff was happening, and... somehow, I was still waiting for the other shoe to drop.For instance, if the tickets changed my life, then was I living the life that I was supposed to? I've heard of the term "karma" from the popularity of Eastern religions, which is supposed to be the sum of a person's actions. Besides, from the small number of times that they had sex since their marriage night five years ago, she suspected he was either doing something at the school or he had a very, very low sex drive. The number of nights he claimed extra work at the school was very suspicious. And he never wanted sex after he came home from there. What could be better for her than a boy who was above suspicion because of his young age, but who knew exactly what to do when he was between a girls legs. She could. Journal Entry Number Three:Time still moves along, according to the clock sitting on her nightstand. All of her clothes are still in our closet. It's not that I'm lazy, but it calms me to know that her things are still there. I could call the Salvation Army, but I haven't gotten to it yet.My sister Janelle, and brother-in-law, Beau, took the kids for the summer. I think it's better this way. They should be away from my madness, and have some fun swimming and goofing around in the White River..