It was all he could do to keep things down. He crawled. Crawled. Like he had crawled in that destroyed, burning building. His body was broken. He was ...roken. Suddenly, he could feel the heat again. He could feel the cannery all around him, feel the walls of the cannery falling, crushing him. He couldn’t breathe again, couldn’t find a way to get breath back into his lungs.The explosions rocked him. He didn’t remember the explosion. Not really. And yet, he could recall it now. He could recall the. They made small talk as the meal began, and it was difficult for Kenny to keep from staring at Carla’s chest. As could be expected, the meal was spectacular, the wine flowed generously, and the conversations grew animated. Carla had always suspected that Kenny had an infatuation with her. She caught him stealing glance at him throughout the night and he was even worse at hiding it as he sat across from her. To be honest, she liked the attention. Carla noticed that Kenny had rubbed his sleeve. Both Kathy and I have been sort of looking forward to, you know being double teamed."Jim looked at Kathy and then over a Karen. "Well, if Derrick is game, then count me in. When and where?"Derrick laughed. "More than likely she would want to do right now, right on the table here, and Kathy probably would too, right Kath?" Well yeah, turn off the patio lights so the neighbors wont see, and yeah this is a good spot, actually anyplace would be good right about now."Even though Derrick and Kathy. "Despite the colder weather, the snow had stayed away, leaving everythinglooking brown and dead, only adding to my gloomy mood as the days wentby.Finally, it was the night before Christmas, and as I prepared for anempty holiday, I wept. "You know what I wish, Angel?" I asked my newfriend during a break in my day. "I just wish I knew if my daughter wasokay. I wish my wife could forgive me for needing to transition. And Iwish I knew if God loved me, since it feels like nobody else does."I went.