Finally, I began to doze off. I woke up the next morning. I popped up out of bed, so ready to get to breakfast and find out the state of our relation...hip. I was so anxious that it took me a few minutes to notice that I was not in the same room I fell asleep in. I looked around and realized that I was in my bedroom in my apartment over an hour away from my parents’ house. I walked outside of my bedroom to confirm my thoughts, I was in my apartment. But this doesn’t make sense, how did I get. At the end of the first month apart, she moved in with her boyfriend. Karen was the only parent that knew my wife left me, the others didn't think anything of no longer seeing her around. Graduation was near, my oldest was graduating, and the band was playing the ceremony. We were at the final rehearsal, when Lindsey snuck up behind me and slipped a pice of paper in my back pocket. I pulled it out, it was a note. I didn't want to open it here, she had slipped away and I didn't see where she ran. ." -well, I said that some time ago and that's how it all started!What you have to know is, the person I said it to was learning magic.She was hot as could be, and I was hitting on her. Hard time... I wasreally lusting after her. And she confronted me and asked me if it camewith a price, if I would be willing to pay that price. I was blunt andsaid "I'd give my left nut for that...".She asked me what I wanted and I said I wanted to have sex with her. Todo her, to fuck her as often as I could.. "You never met my husband, Mr. Hardison. He died six years ago. Eighty-six." But you're not that old, Helen, I said."Nope. Herb Hardison was twenty-nine years older'n me. I was fifteen. He was forty-four. He took care of me all my life. Took me out of a share-cropper house. I went with him an' we worked hard, but we never went hungry or did without the necessities. And we did pretty good. I wouldn't own this business if he wasn't who he was an' made me who I am." And you're telling me..."She.