"Keep calm, Fumi. You said you would pay any price to be with Kyle. It is going to be worth it."She conjured his handsome face, clutching at the image...in her mind. Tears almost came. She would never see him again. His muscular body, his dusky-brown skin, those warm eyes. But I'll have him! It's worth it.She focused on her lover, her panic calming. She crossed half the world and marched through the snowy night all to be with him. She was halfway to her goal. She couldn't let a little thing like. He came up to her and stated that he was very sorry that she had to be left out here all night but could do nothing about it. The man had brought some leftovers from dinner to give to Cindi. He had to feed her like a baby, as she had no control of her hands whatsoever. She was able to feel a bit better, at least she wasn’t hungry anymore. He also had a blanket with him to cover her the best he could, which did make Cindi more comfortable. She was still suffering from the pull on her out. Helen’s little nagging voice was in her head once again. She hurriedly got up and pulled knickers on. They were still damp, but she had no choice. She was pulling her jeans back on when Carol walked back into the room “You off already?”. Helen nodded, too upset to speak, too afraid to speak, too embarrassed to speak. The wet patch MUST have been her, in her 40s she’d wet the bed! “You’re not worried about this are you?”, Helen nodded. “It shows me how much you enjoyed it, it’s. "There was a murmur of assent from all of us. Nobody on the team even considered disagreeing with the sentiment. Coach Neville asked for a show of hands, and it was a unanimous decision that we would play the rest of our games for our two fallen players."Thank you, gentlemen," said Coach. "I'll see you after school for a short practice session."We all slipped the armbands over our sleeves, and the team quietly shuffled out of the gym to their first period classes."Mr. Porter, Mr. Johnson, could.