"Well, I'm done for today," he said, "Championships aren't until tomorrow. You going to shower now?" "Yeah," I said, "That was my second loss so I'm...done for the whole weekend." "Cool," Buckley told me, "Hey, I'll let you in on a secret if you do me a favor." I was suddenly excited to get to do something for the boy I've had a huge crush on so I, of course, said, "Sure. What?" "Out that door," Buckley pointed to a door at the north end of the gym, "take a left and at the end of the hall. So I decided to speak to my father as well.On Saturday afternoons, instead of working in the fields, my father worked making repairs on the house or equipment, and on preparations for the following week. We all gathered for lunch that Saturday, and when he returned to the barn, I followed him. He had gone into the tack room, where he was repairing some piece of leather harness or another. But when he saw me enter, he set it aside."You're joining me in the barn? To what do I owe this singular. She hadn’t brought much. He’d have to take her shopping pretty soon.They quickly fell into a routine, it was summer and he didn’t resume classes until late August. They boated on the river, fishing occasionally. If they had any luck Will would grill their freshly caught fish on the patio and they would share a bottle of wine.Will continued treating her injuries but it was getting difficult for him.Hesitantly at first, she decided she wanted to lie across his lap while he applied the. I got back up on my feet really quick, apologized and it all started right then and there. I was 31 – she was 24, but she carried herself well and I thought she was 28 or 29. It wasn’t until we dated for a couple years that I found out I was seven years older than her.”“So, you want to go back to that day, and simply not meet her?” Susan reasoned.“That or, I could go back before we met and get her involved in someone else?” I thought out loud.“Would you need me to go with you to do either of.