"It's true?" he asked."There's some bad news too," I said grimly.We went inside, and to the kitchen, where I spread out the meager documentation I had...brought back. My crumpled notes from the adoption papers lay beside copies I had copied of the newspaper account of the night our mother had been taken from us. It was pitifully sparse information, in one sense, and yet it established something we had all hoped for, and was therefore priceless."Our names were all different!" exclaimed Kathy as. ” I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck, bringing him in for a kiss. “Miss me?” I asked.“Of course, how are you?”“Your advice worked brilliantly.” I whispered.I took his hand and led him downstairs to a bedroom.“You moved out?” he asked.I nodded.“Yes, I did, I moved yesterday.” I told him while taking my black dress off.“How did it go?” he asked.I took his drink out of his hand and sat it on the night table. I pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it on the floor.“Everything went. I put my hands down trying to raise myself to my own feet. I wanted to hobble off the field as fast as possible while I was still a bit of a hero and not a cripple. ‘Hold up Ethan. You, help him balance,’ Coach said pointing to the closest girl near me who had watched me fall. I pushed off the ground as Coach pulled me up and I steadied myself on her shoulder. With them guiding me, I bounced on my one good foot towards the dugout making my way to the bench to a series of cheers from everyone. However, she was not alone. Some younger boys were sitting in front of her, talking about how two students managed to hook up in the locker room. While Shea was growing up, her parents had never told her anything about sex. This caused her to blush as the boys went into greater, rumored detail. Even though she had learned about sex in health class and her girlfriends had brought it up from time to time, Shea had never truly understood why so many people were obsessed with the topic. She found.