“Almost as good as Jennifer sings it. How would you all like to hear Miss Stapleton sing “On My Own?”Isabel got back next to me on the bench. �...I know she sings very nicely, Michael. She is also very beautiful!”Katie stood in the slot Izzy left... On my own, pretending he’s beside meAll alone I walk with him till morningWithout him I feel his arms around meAnd when I lose my wayI close my eyes and he has found meThe melody was almost as beautiful as the woman singing it. She was trying to avoid. I needed to get to know where I can get with with her ..but I couldn’t ask her directly .. I needed to trap her. So I started” okay lemme see… suppose we all are shipwrecked on an island .. and get caught by local tribes ..suppose they give u an option to save us all.. u will have to make love with any of the guys among us …who will it be ? ““ what kind of a question is that ?”“ a truth question .. come on ““what come on ? this is rubbish! ““we are playing a game dear .. be a lil sporty .. she. ”“What about his friend?”“They’re having the funeral this weekend; same for the bodyguard that was shot.”“Are you planning on going?” Zoe asked.“No. I knew Craig, but we weren’t really friends. I never met Andy. Plus, I need to focus on baseball, and the trip across country would be too much.”“Tami said you wouldn’t go,” Zoe said.I just was quiet for a minute.“Do you miss him?”Leave it to Zoe to figure out that my best friend Jeff would be the reason I didn’t want to go to a funeral. My stomach. That was very considerate, considering she was farting mightily on the way out. I sat down with my iPad to surf the web and several hours later, I noticed the time. Caren hadn’t returned and I wondered how she was feeling. I wandered next door and walked in through the unlocked rear sliding doors. ‘Caren?’ I called out and heard no response. I walked further into the house and again I called out to her. Again, there was no response. I walked into the bedroom and there she was, sprawled out on.