He jerked awake."Please, Uncle Steven, can I spend the night with you. I don't want to be on my own," she pleaded.Steven was fully awake in an instant... "No, no, no!" he thought. "This will lead to even more trouble but I can't just turn her away, poor little lamb, after what I've put her through."He took her in his arms and kissed her gently. "Yes, my sweet, of course you can but I need to take some precautions because I don't want to upset you even more. I'll be back in a minute."He slipped. ”“A bad break-up huh?”“I don’t get why I suck at relationships.” She explained.“Through experience I have developed a theory.”“Oh yes, Philosophical Jay. Do tell.”“I understand your frustration with relationships. The hurt sucks. Giving yourself completely to someone and still having your effort thrown in your face is probably the worst feeling in the world. You promise yourself, you won’t let it happen again. Next time, you’ll be more careful, but it never works out that way. As soon as you. He should’ve been one of those guys that were drafted straight out of college with a multi-year guaranteed deal waiting for him. He was one of those small college phenoms, one of those cats that were featured in Sports Illustrated and whose amazing highlights they showed on SportsCenter. He led his team to the Final Four that year and that’s when he had to endure the end of a horrible year. The worst year of his life.His year started out with a falling out between he and some music producer. "Tease me later, when Icatch up a little." No, I'm not joking, Alicia. You made a very good impression on his son,"said Claire. "Finish these memos and then you'll begin working with him onsome of the work to prepare for the west coast office. He requested you." Really?" said Alan, surprised. "Doesn't he know I'm new at all this, andI'm not really one of the girls." Maybe? Maybe not?" said Claire. "I really don't know, or even give ashit. Now stop asking questions, and do your job. He expects.