Weekends allowed time for cross-country ski treks, either across Wolf Creek and up to the old lodge, or up the mountain to Virginian Ridge ranch and a...pleasant afternoon with Jim and Vi.Soon, spring was upon them; the snow turned rotten and despite the fickle March days of incessantly cold north winds and hard freezes after sundown, the snow melted and ran away in rushing torrents down flooded rivers and creeks, overflowing their banks, spreading across the willow breaks and cottonwood bottoms,. Seriously. ‘… and in paragraph three, you put another semi-colon when what you want is a comma. The semi-colon would work here, of course, then you could at least drop that second ‘but’. Try to avoid using ‘but’ wherever you can — you have got it three times in this paragraph …’ Devoutly he wished he could get his fucking butt out. ‘Yes, I see,’ he whimpered, although he could barely make out through his unshed tears her blue-lacquered fingernail resting on the offending ‘but’ on the page in. “I told you to stay within half an hour of the hospital, Dag,” he said. “I’m pretty sure I explained the importance of keeping your scheduled appointments. You have to be serious about this if you want to actually be in line for a heart. I don’t have time or sympathy to waste on people who don’t want to get well.”He wasn’t exactly yelling at me. I was sure he meant it to be a severe warning. I couldn’t help but feel he was treating me like a disobedient child. Maybe I was, but I still didn’t. She was as gorgeous as ever. This time she had her blue wig on, as sexy grey top that showed her figure well and a pair of white jeans with a pair of very visible green thongs showing through below. I really wanted to down here and fuck her right on the spot but I resisted and we headed out to dinner hand in hand. We had a great dinner and probably more drinks than we should have, but hey we were walking so it didn’t matter. As we headed back the block or so to her apartment she kept playfully.