Com/[email protected] was my thirteenth birthday. The house was full of police, both withuniforms and detectives. Out in the road, there were ...o many news trucks,all filming our house for the news. My little brother Thomas was gone. Itwas my fault. We were playing in the front yard. We were playing soldiers,and I was mad at him because he never fell down when I shot him.Explaining to an eight year old how to play war was impossible; at leastit was with Thomas. He could have just fallen,. When I returned to my room, I showered, had some breakfast, and was at the boat by quarter 'til seven.Jack had the engines idling on a fifty-five foot Hatteress, named the 'Lucky Lady'. It was a sweet boat. Jack lived aboard, so the front berth was off-limits, but the rest of the boat was available for relaxing. The mate's name was Jose. I got permission to ride up on the flying bridge with the captain, as we made our way out into the Pacific.It wasn't long before we were in the fish. I caught. Perhaps some little tramp who you'vebeen fucking has threatened to tell your wife all about it unless you pay heroff? Or maybe it's just that cocktease at work who keeps teasing and teasingyou until you can't take anymore? I even knew one guy whose wife suddenly announcedafter 7 years of marriage that she was gay and was running off with her aerobicsteacher - imagine how it feels to know that everyone knows you weren't manenough to keep her satisfied and that she ran off with a woman rather. Sure, I had seen him enough during our short camera sessions when I was over at my friend’s house, but seeing someone on camera and seeing someone in person is so different. So of course I was waiting for him at the airport when his flight arrived December 24. Even though I wasn’t his girlfriend at the moment because we agreed it was better to split up while he was visiting his grandparents for two months, I missed him so much! It felt like he took a part of me away when he left. When his plane.