Her name was Coline, and she was 23 years old.She was blond, blue eyes, eyes that in a glance would have melted manyhearts.She was tall, and her legs ...ere beautiful and endless.Me by now I was 35, and I was always fat. This would surely make thetask a little more complicated. But finally we became friend fastenough, and Coline made me feel, she was fine with me. But she wasclever enough that I do not know if she saw me only as a friend, or ifshe loved me as I loved her.In my club no one really. Then I took a good look around the room. There were two other bodies, which had been stabbed, a girl I would say in her teens and a small boy about ten years old. They hadn't been dead for long, as they were still slightly warm, but again they also were dressed in furs.I carried the two small bodies outside and laid them with the other, which I assumed to be their father.I went back into the house and checked on the woman, I had seen when I examined her outside that she had no visible injuries.. A sprained wrist was as bad as it got for them. So Ma didn't have any concept of old fashioned Oklahoma and Texas style full body contact football. We always played serious as a heart attack hold nothing back football. Besides, we didn't have all the padding and guards like they do today. So, of course, more people did get hurt in those days. And the rules were somewhat different of course.After she watched me play football one time, Ma went shopping during the game and Pa and I picked her up. Sure, that was it. Had tobe.I didn't see Bobby for a couple days. Normally we spend each day in thesummer doing something but he was with his family off visiting someoneso that gave me a some time to cement in my mind it was all just a flukeand wouldn't happen again. I did well to convince myself of this so whenFriday came and he was back in town, we met up at the lake to do somefishing. Everything was normal too, and there was no mention of April orany of that. It was almost like it never.