The first guy said she was inside the kitchen getting some beer…I turned and saw my wife walking across the deck carrying a tray with some cans. She...was wearing her green lime thong. Just the bottom, she was topless. I stared at her as she came down to the pool and she smiled at me, greeting me and kissing my lips.As the guys went after a cold beer I took Anita`s arm and turned her so I could whisper: “What the hell are you doing?” She smiled and took my hand out from her arm; then she said:“Oh. Cassie was still by my side talking to nurse about what happened. "...Started violently shaking and he wasn't breathing. Once he calmed a little I was able to do cpr and call 911" She sounded tearful. I sat up slowly which caused them both to jump. I spoke softly to them "It's ok. I'm alright. Thank you Cassie" Neither of them would stop staring at me, it was making me a little paranoid. "Are you ok Cassie?" I asked her. she walked over to me and kissed me hard on the lips. "You died Leon!" her. ‘I hate my life! I can’t stand myself! Those pictures…that’s what I want to happen to me! And no one gets it, no one understands…not even you! I thought…you’d understand…but you don’t!’ As Wendy buried her face in her hands, Burnside suddenly was faced with a dilemma. The girl was asking her for help. The professor took a deep breath, trying to figure out how to deal with this huge burden that suddenly had been thrust upon her. Burnside was not a subtle or gentile person. She was not one to. I felt as though I were floating on air, nothing touching me. Unable to focus my vision, only a dance of dark and light brought a questioning to my mind. I did not know where I was, I could not remember where I’d been. The only sound I could hear was the hushed voices of the shapes beyond what I assumed were my feet. I tried to breathe deeply, I remembered a cool night and gun shots. A fleeting thought rushed through my weakened mind. ‘Was I at my own funeral?’ I curled my brow forward and.