He was a regional champ and national runner up in amateur boxing before he went pro. If it hadn’t been for an accident that slowed his leg movement,...he would have eventually been champion. He had a twelve three and one record as a pro before the accident. I was his corner man. I see he still has his hand speed.”I looked at that picture of a bloodied warrior, trying to reconcile it with the gentle man I knew. Then I remember the sound of Mark’s ribs breaking and smiled. My hero!Mark was locked. They immediately got up to embrace him. ‘How are you guys doing?’ He asked them, as he returned the embrace. ‘Oh Chris were fine. How are you? How’s school going? How’s work? Any new females we should meet?’ His mom and dad asked one after the other. The female question obviously coming from his mother. Christian laughed then responded, ‘I’m fine Dad. School is good Mom, Work is great Dad and no Mom, no new females yet. I’m trying to focus on work right now.’ They smiled and pulled him to sit. With her tan those green eyes and blonde hair she looked ready to eat. I jumped out of the Jacuzzi and I don’t have to tell you what I put on. It was about seven-thirty and we were on the fifteenth floor. We got down to the dining area right on time. We walked in and the band started playing our song. (“What I did for love,” from A Chorus Line) She looked over and saw the cake and started crying. ‘Oh John you should not have done this.’ ‘I think you are worth it.’ There were about sixty. After all, her divorce had made her independently wealthy, she had no appointments today, and she had only come back from her birthday party at two in the morning. After a few minutes lying in bed, enjoying the feeling of the sun warming her face and neck, guilt about sleeping in and the curiosity about the mail that was lying on the floor downstairs drove her to get out of bed. Erin grabbed the sheets with her left hand and threw them back, then sat up, her legs dangling off the right side of.