Ii pulled on some short and headed down. My mom was cuddled up on the couch watching TV and said, "Well Hi sleepy head. We must have really worn you o...t." Yes, what time is it?" Its nearly 9 pm. You have slept for nearly 5 hours. How do you feel?" Fine, except my balls still heard and my legs feel weak. Is there anything to eat?"My mom gave me a quirky little smile. She then in one move, spun around on the couch to face me, pulled her robe apart and spread her legs saying, "Dinner is served!". She said they talked for a long time and Ron let her tell him everything she'd practiced saying for the last two years that I know of.She said she apologized for doing what she'd done and told him how ashamed of herself she was for having let that jerk do anything with her in the first place... much less for continuing to see him after she got home. She said she told Ron that there was no excuse and she wouldn't try to tell him there was.Ron, bless my big brother's heart, evidently didn't try. " What? And miss out on all the fun? If you somehow survive this goddamn kamikaze mission, I'll never live it down. I'm not saying we'll make it, but better to die than have to deal with the possibility of you gloating about it for the rest of my life." Yeah, I would never let you live that down." Liv said. A wave of exhaustion passed over her body as she cut to the left and aimed straight for the imposing peak directly in front of them. The slope started increasing, but the powerful SUV never. I ignored him and continued to walk through the soft grass. ‘Erin, c’mon. Talk to me. Please, kid?’ Jackson pleaded with me from behind. Little did he know that him calling me kid fueled my frustration to the boiling point. I spun around to face him. He was about ten feet back from me, standing on the ground, with Rookie’s reins held loosely in his hands. His face looked utterly confused. I couldn’t seem to help myself. I ripped the thin, cotton t-shirt I was wearing up over my head and threw.