I don’t. Ever since I sold my soul, I’ve lost my right to be with her; the plan was to sell my mortal self in trade for the immortality of being i...vincible, more helpful than I ever was before as a homosapien & to coax Jylainah Rush into believing I hadn't died the night of my born-again life and to run away with me from her overbearing family.It all started with the day I saw her, the rebellious-looking Jylainah walked through the halls of our high school and for some reason? I couldn’t look. Damn she has already gotten up oh well guess I should too.My name is Thomas Johnson jr better known as TJ. My wife Rona and I had arrived at my Parents house late last night Tuesday for my parents anniversary Saturday. It had been a long drive and we both went out as soon as our heads had hit the pillows. I am 5' 9” tall and weigh 165lbs. I am not a weight lifter nor do I exercise my work is hard enough. I am a millwright, My wife on the other hand has a body men dream about. She has 34 C. ” I quickly replied, “Yes Mr. Morrison.” He looked down at the slip and smiled, “Good. So we’ll see on the field next week.” I swallowed at my coach, “Yes Sir.” He looked at me, “Good. Go ahead and sit down. Class is about to start.” I sat down and waited for Mr. Morrison to start his lecture so I could read Amanda’s note. As soon as he started his lecture, I immediately pulled out Amanda’s note, opened it, flattened it so it looked like it was part of my notebook so if Mr. Morrison looks it’ll. "You never know how you'll react, do you?" No, you never know." He stood up. "I'll just borrow this one. Claire will throttle me if I turn up at home with any more. I want to show you something." You do?" It's downstairs." Oh." She led the way, squeezing between Russ and the door, facing him, of course. She evidently misjudged the amount of room she needed. Or maybe not.Russ picked up his coat — great grandpop's coat — and dragged something out of the pocket. "Look at this." The cap sat on his.