An emergency medical tech gave me a clip board. ‘You’ll have to sign this so we can give treatment.’ ‘What happens if I don’t?’ I asked. �...�Then you’re probably not going to make it to the hospital.’ I quickly signed the paper and vowed to stop being a wise guy. I saw the EMT stick a needle into the IV and then the lights went out. I floated on a purple cloud. Strange dreams danced in my psyche. I wondered if I was dead. A bright light woke me up. I was flat on my back. I looked around. My mother. They both laughed.By the time they got home the sun had gone down and their father had passed out in his bedroom already. Oliver was a bit embarrassed that his sister would see how their alcoholic father lived but pushed the thought out of his mind.'Should we order a pizza?" Oliver asked."Pizza sounds good." Hayley mumbled, she looked exhausted from her long flight. "I'm just gonna go upstairs and change real quick."'Okay, you're rooms on the left." Oliver said.After ordering the pizza Oliver. She had kicked off her shoes and socks and her bare legs were smooth and slender beneath her pleated shirt. He had to remind himself that Davie was no longer a child and he couldn't treat her as one now. He also had to remind himself that she was his daughter."Did you have a nice chat with Trish Byers?" he suddenly asked. Davie opened her eyes and looked at her father, "Oh yes, Daddy. She's so understanding. Really a nice woman. And so pretty, too. She's a dish!" Yes, Miss Byers is quite. No way. I don't trust you that much, and besides--" "Okay, okay," I said. "One step at a time, okay? Just try it out now." Penny took off her shoes. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a loose T-shirt, and she left them on as she got on the bed. Sitting in the center, she stretched out her left leg and reached for the manacle attached to the post on that side. I had left the chain at its maximum length, so she had no trouble getting hold of the metal cuff and fastening it around.