Tom stood up and looked at Cal. He stood up beside him and Tag was the first to realize that they were about to leave. He started crying and ran aroun... the table to where his best friends in the whole world stood. He was sobbing so hard, he couldn’t speak, but he was trying to tell them that he loved them, something he’d never been able to tell his Pa.“Tom, I love you,” He sobbed as he hugged Tom around his waist tight, then turned to Cal and hugged him around his waist too.“Cal, I love you,”. I’ve never seen anyone play football as hard as you do or work to overcome a problem like you do. But you’re screwing the pooch concerning Jackie. You need to talk to her and let her know exactly how you feel. If you don’t you’ll regret it the rest of your life,’ Dad lectured me. ‘Okay Dad, you made your point. I’ll tell Jackie how I feel if she shows up and if she doesn’t I’ll call her.’ ‘Oh you’ll get a chance to tell her, she’s sitting on the front porch talking to your sisters right now. Go. Fuck me hard! Make me cry! Rip me open with your giant prick! Make me scream and beg you for more! Come on! Do it ... do it ... do it..."Mikki opened her eyes: she was sweating profusely. She expected Will to be there looking down at her; but the only thing above her was the tent! She sat up and felt between her legs ... no wetness, thank goodness! Crawling out of the tent, she stood up; her legs wobbled beneath her; how much had she drunk last night ... and if she was drunk, what must Will be. He nodded for her to continue."You took my hand ... well, you tried to. Your hand was broken, Rob. All the little bones from your wrist to your knuckles. I could feel them moving under your skin." But ... I didn't feel anything," he answered in disbelief, holding up his hand and turning it in front of his face."I could tell. And by the time I got you here, they weren't moving around anymore. Rob, I think that's why you're so tired. You used up all your reserves healing your hand." There're no.