“I’m Doctor Szmanski. We’ve x-rayed your knee and to be honest, the damage is considerable. We’ve scheduled you for surgery first thing Monday...morning. We have an excellent orthopedic team that will do it’s best to reconstruct your knee.”“What’s the chances of a full recovery?” I asked.“I doubt you’ll be running any time soon. Your patella ... the knee cap ... is damaged and there may be a crack in the lower part of your femur. You must have been hit very hard. You have a deep bruise on the. It was right in front of me for months, and I couldn't see it either until it was pointed out." So what did you do?" Christy asked hopefully."Made another boneheaded mistake," Allie admitted ruefully, setting down her nearly empty wine glass. Christy's was already empty. Only Frank had half a glass left."I assumed that what had always worked for me before, would work again now. Show him a little interest. Hint at how special he is to me as a friend. Suggest we might see each other again soon. A. I was willing, but not game enough to suit him. A couple fast fucks on the living room floor with a few of his new “friends,” and my disgust was out in the open. He seemed genuinely hurt that I never came. So he went and got his kicks elsewhere, and I went and got an apartment. I could have taken him for the house, I suppose, but why? It held nothing for me, and it had belonged to his parents, anyway. I took from the marriage only what I had brought to it, minus my sense of self-worth.It was. Belinda rushed behind him.Once inside the house, Farnell asked them to sit.“Belinda, I fell in love with you at first sight,” Farnell started. “Thank you for bringing me into your life. You gave me a kind and smart stepson. I love him like he’s my own. I love him so much that I’m leaving you for him. I been fuckin’ him since we first met. I’m tired of you. I’m takin’ him to Florida. I got us a house and shit. I’m finna give him dis big dick every night.”Belinda cried.Claro smiled. He had been.