After a few minutes of waiting in the parking lot the fire engines pulled up and firemen jumped off and jogged into the school building. A few more m...nutes passed. Then to my horror I saw Michelle being led out of the building by the vice principal. Oh no! A wave of panic spread through my body. I considered making a run for it, but my feet were seemingly cemented to the pavement. I could only watch, dumb-founded, as Mr. Francis, the vice-principal, lead her, by the wrist of her arm which. “I could have had this for years,” she said, as a teardrop fell on my neck.“Well, no,” I reassured her. “See, things are very different now than then. First, I wasn’t built like this. Second, I went through a lot of growth as a young man -- ask Janice. I went through what we might call my “early asshole period” and I was, well, a bit of a jerk.”Jane laughed and raised her head, looking at me. “Really?”“Oh, yes. I married someone who broke my heart, then came back to wreck my life. And in. I felt we were very, very close to each other emotionally." From April 2000 to September 2000, Global Crossing was bouncing around $30/share, my trust was over $600,000, and I still thought my financial future was fairly secure. My parents, though, were frantic. Their margin calls were killing them, and even the flower power executives started leaving their company, when my parents started cutting salaries. They were still optimistic, though, insanely so, and I couldn't get them to change. I. "Help yerselves whenever y'all want. I'll check on ya in a bit."There was a twinkle in Di's eyes as she sipped the straw without taking her eyes off of his face. Her lips were still stained with the red lipstick from the cosmetic counter and left a bit of color on the straw. "What?" What?" he whispered back."You're staring at me." Her lips twitched into a smile that she quickly suppressed."Sorry," he said and tore his eyes away from her. He forced his brain into gear to steer the conversation.