I felt a lead weight on my heart. Mostly, I felt despair. Fucked up again. The evidence was quite clear. "Clear," in fact, described the result perfec...ly. Virtually no detail at all in the negatives. Nothing. Zilch. Nothing I could salvage, even with the hardest highest-contrast paper I could find. It was hopeless. I felt like shit. Like failure. Dad wouldn't have approved, I'm sure of that.Just a fuckup. That's what it felt like and that's what it was. So, no, I didn't cry, but I felt like it.. ‘I only need one extra bedroom, in case a grandkid or two want to stay overnight with Gramps,’ was his explanation. He was a lucky bastard, made good money off the sale of the home and land, had a generous pension from both the State and General Electric. He worked in the park selling programs before each home game for free, then would take a seat out in right field with the other G.E. pensioners, sipping on his one beer until the seventh inning stretch, when he would switch to something. “She’s in her room. Go upstairs.” “Thank you, Mrs. Sperling,” the guy said and walked away. Mike and Clair heard him going upstairs and they were happy. Their c***dren got along with each other well and they were going to spend some time tet-a-tet. JD wanted to take Kate by surprise and went upstairs stealthy. But she wasn’t the one who was going to be taken by surprise. The room’s door was cracked open a little and he could see Kate’s bed. The teenager was lying in the bed and covered with. I asked Angel about herself and whether there was anyone partner in her life at the moment."No," she said, "my mother is a bit over protective of me since she and dad split up, so I don't get the freedom I want. Don't get me wrong, mum's not oppressive but the idea of me getting a good fuck without her knowing or at least finding out and giving me a hard time about education and responsibility and unwanted pregnancy and all that jazz, just doesn't seem possible."She seemed to stop abruptly,.