I guess all these emotions were written on my face as I passed by Mr. Crawford on my way out of the yard because he called me back.“Emily, you OK?�...“Your son is a fucking jerk.” I spat.“What did he do?” Trevor Crawford sighed and invited me into the garage. He offered me a bottle of water and listened as I recounted, I left out the sex part and just made it out as if Jake was ignoring me.Something happened while I was talking to Mr. Crawford. I started to imagine him naked. Did he have a big. “I mean it’s not just the what’s it ... you know ... bed and things. He’s been my rock all these years and the only man I’ve ever loved.”I reached for the box of tissues and her greying head slid down my shoulder and she snuggled onto my chest. My shirt was soaked as I lifted her face and dabbed at it tenderly. Gran’s sobs were really booming up from the depth of her comfy body, which trembled as she poured it out. I’d never ever seen her in this state before. My steady, sensible, reliable. Wait mom please, I know some of my friends would love to be a turkey-girl please let me go Im sure I can get one of them to volunteer she said just as her mothers the knife had started to make the cut between her breasts, her mother then removed the knife from between her breasts stopping her cut before it had gone to far, with just a little blood on her chest Jessica was untied and released from the table. You have 20 minutes to get back here with one of your little friends, she has to be of. Her fondness and confidence in me was just what she portrayed to me, and to her colleagues who later took me in their confidence.While preparing alumni brochures and new academic client prospectus for the scholastic division of Arens and Ponds, a client contact called me and told me that Miranda, along with her partners in the Arens family, were going to make every effort to get a commitment from me to come and be part of their team as soon as I graduated. She was only telling me this so I.