As we huddled, for the last time, with just seconds to go, I order Jackson, the center, that after I yell 'down-set'--to stand straight up, turn to th... left, and hand me the ball. “Everyone else—do the same thing. Just stand straight up, and start looking around”. The play worked---causing mass confusion, and with the defensive line totally baffled—I walked---right through them, and crossed the goal line. I scored the first, and therefore only touchdown of my entire football career, on the very. She resisted just enough to be able to lean into me, turn her head, and kiss me on my jaw.“Thanks, Brian. Maybe I did over-react, but it’s been a long time since we were together. I just wasn’t sure. Now that I am . . . “, and she waltzed back to the kitchen, with an added spring in her step.Right about then, the phone rang, and Sarah answered it.“Hello? . . . Yes, she’s right here. Just a moment”, then Sarah held the phone out for Annie.“Hello? . . . Hi Chris! . . . Just about to sit down for. Monday arrived and Ken left as usual to drive to his office leaving me alone with my thoughts in our luxury detached house in the stockbroker belt outside the city. I had given up work a few years earlier since we didn’t need the money, but I still did some charity work which I could take at my own pace. At around 11.30am the phone rang. I was shocked and horrified when a voice at the other end said: “Hi Rosetta – it’s me Ollie from Saturday” I said: “What? – How the fuck have you got this. I did it..." I was saying the same things over and over, crying as I felt a deep sense of self-pity washing over me.I found myself in Seth's bed, but I don't remember exactly how I got there. I'd been crying and then sleeping and Seth was with me. I was on my side, still wearing his shirt and I could feel him behind me, his left arm under my head, his right over my waist, hugging me tightly. I felt safe, but I was in his bed and I didn't know what he wanted. I didn't know what I was doing.