"The flight nurse praised my report, "Sgt., it looks like you've done an excellent job. Thanks for not closing the wound, it would only make things wo...se. Don't worry I will take good care of your friend."I complained, "I'm not crabby when I'm not in pain."Banzai, shook my hand and said, "Godspeed Jack! Don't worry about me."He left with the fucking Butterbar and I asked, "Hey how about something for pain?"The nurse replied, "Sorry but with the Narcan in your system it wouldn't work anyway."Son. I'm guessing I havebruises as well.Before I can answer Poppy speaks, "Her dad did it," she says, taking meby the hand, "when he found out about us."My heart's in my mouth as she squeezes my hand. For a moment I'm sureshe's said the wrong thing then the man speaks, "My old da' used to knockme about me as well," his voice is kind and full of sympathy. He finisheswith the petrol pump and then puts it back in its holder.He turns and opens the truck door, "Get in," he says, "I can take you asfar as. .... and I am going to tease you today as much as you tease me ....We get to your motel room and you hold me in your arms and kiss me - its been ages and you know I needed escape from realities- you lead me to your bed and lay down beside me and you just lie there and kiss me and hold me in your arms and stroke my face and my tears.The kisses between us get harder and hotter and more needier- hungrier and you either have your hands trying to loosen my breasts from the confines of my bra or you. A few weeks later it was lohri, everyone was assembled on the street and all the kids were together and there she was shining like a star. She was wearing a snuggly pink sweater that clearly personified the roundness of her boobs.She gave me the look, it was sexy. We went to a corner and got to talking, she told me that she liked me and I told her I liked her back. We exchanged phone numbers and started chatting on Whatsapp. We chatted for hours every night even though we lived next to each.