“No, he does.”Her eyes lit up, but she quickly composed herself. “Oh?”“Uh-huh. He said you were friends in high school.”“He did?”“Ye...h. He said you were on the school newspaper.”“God, I must’ve taken his picture about a million times,” she said, semi-dreamy. Then she tried to play it off. “It was my job.”“Still, he said you were friends.” I held up the paper. “And thanks for this.” I leaned forward confidentially. “He wanted me to ask for it, like it was for me.” It was a white lie, but a. " Three," the nurse interrupted."Cool. Well, I'm guessing I'm here because I've been out for so long,which I guess only leaves one obvious question, why?" I concluded. Ialready knew why of course, but I was curious about what the medicalprofession thought was going on."Well, you seemed to have slipped back into your coma. The weird partthough was your brain waves though. Parts of your brain that don'tnormally work were working, and the parts that normally work were goinghaywire. How do you. We had a long talk about it. I told him that I didn’t think you would be naked when we walked out here. I thought you’d already be belly-aching about someone looking at your little cunt and whining that I am a big meanie. You proved me wrong. I am okay with being wrong. I also told Teddy that I thought you wouldn’t make it until tomorrow. If you prove me wrong again and you still want to proceed, then I am going to train you hard for five weeks and make you repeat any weeks in which you don’t. Tayler was only a junior then, but she was already smarter than most of his seniors. Her and her friend Tyler had been moved up, finding themselves in honors pre-calc, and they both seemed to do pretty well with the change, Tayler excelling more, obviously. It was only a few weeks into their first term when she came up to him after the bell. Mister Jackson? Im sorry for being absent yesterday. I had something pop up. Im going to be out of town for a week and a half starting tomorrow. I was.