Her arms reached around me. She pulled me tight and in a timid little voice she asked, "Is there any chance that when this is over you won't hate me a...ymore?"I replied in total honesty, "An hour or so ago I would have said no. But I didn't think it would be possible for you to change. Now I'm starting to wonder."She still has her face buried in my shirt. She can't look me in the eyes yet. She's afraid of what she'll see there. She asked, "But even if I change, after what you just saw how can. There’s a bottle of red wine, and a salad already waiting. “Alright, so first add some of this coconut oil to the pan” he tells me. “Coconut oil” I ask, a little confused at the choice. “Yeah, it gives it a nice flavor, while also being healthy. How’d you mess up before?” He asks suddenly. “I left it for too long, and messed up flipping it” I said grudgingly. “Okay, I can help flip it” I do everything he tells me to, and as I go to flip it, he stands behind me and gently grabs my hand.. We both heard her murmur, "Dance with me, Al." He snipped away some of her blouse and the sleeve. There was no sign of a wound!Mentally, I said, "Thank you, Stargazer."He replied, "That was easy."The medic saw blood on our fronts. He wanted to check there also. I rolled her to her back supporting her with one arm. She murmured, "Al," and snuggled to me. He gently opened the bottom of her blouse but again found no wound!He didn't ask to examine me further because he could see that I was moving. I heard you had a nasty accident a few years back. I know it has been a long time, but you are the only person I know that isn’t a self-absorbed dick or gold-digging cunt. My parents are sponsoring the build of two dozen Habitat for Humanity houses on the south side of town. If you aren’t busy, I would love it if you could come to hang out. You don’t have to do anything. No way to I want you to hurt yourself. I remember how accident-prone you were as a kid.”I don’t have anything else to do, and.