. the Jesse you knew in high school. We played baseball together. You were third base and I was second. Paul Mantell played short. We had a solid infi...ld and two winning years in a row. My number was 12, same as Gil McDougald, and I had a signature glove of his. Satisfied?”Carson sat stupefied as Jesse recited the information. “I can’t believe what I’m hearing. How do you know all this?”“Because I was there!” Jesse snapped. “That’s what I’m trying to tell you. I am Jesse Peterson. By some fluke. What are you up to?" I stopped in for dinner, but the place is full and they say there is a half hour wait so I decided to go elsewhere. I was just leaving when I saw you and I thought I would just come over and say hi." Good thing you did because, as you can see, I have room for you here. Would you join me?"She sat down across from me and as she did I remembered the last time I saw her. It had been at her wedding. I glanced at her left hand and saw that her rings were missing. I wondered if. "I'm kinda hungry."It seemed a millennium ago that she had eaten that cereal. "Yeah, kinda." Where's the food?" he asked his dad.His dad told him."You stay here?" Ryan asked her, looking at the tired figure in the chair. She nodded, and he smiled at her as he walked away.She looked over at his parents across from her. "So, how is he?" she asked them."Well," said JR. "He's still unconscious which isn't really a good sign. He's also hemorrhaging--bleeding--in his brain, and he's got some extra. And so I was flabbergasted to find Laura perched very close to Lacy in our booth, smiling and waving enthusiastically when I joined them. “Honey, I ran into Laura outside and invited her to join us, okay?” “Of course; nice to see you again, Laura.” “Good to see you, too; come on over and sit by me.” I slid into the booth and moved next to Laura. She immediately put her hand on my leg, just above my knee. We both knew it was out of Lacy’s sight. “Honey, Laura is having some painting done at.