“He’s got a one point lead over Bill despite all his wrecks and injuries,” Abbie said. “Jason’s also happy because Alan is only 120 points b...hind Davey.”“That can be made up,” I said. “One or two slip-ups by the guys leading the points. Heck, if Bill would have had a decent race at Daytona, he’d be ahead by eighty points or so. One race makes a difference. Ask Mark Martin!”“Jason says he’s STILL livid about that. That engine spacer penalty cost him the Cup.”“Then maybe he shouldn’t have been. If so then all that I had been through was not about me at all. Maybe the universe wasn't out to get me. Maybe everything was about saving Jennifer.If so, then I could live with that. With that simple epiphany, I actually felt the dark clouds of depression start to lift and leave me. It felt like I was being unshackled. For the first time since it all started, back in Springfield, on Interstate forty-four, I felt free.When we were all back in our suite, Mr. and Mrs. Bell headed straight to bed,. Until a month later, when it happened again.This time, she fought through the grief, trying to focus on what wascausing it, and when the feeling started to fade a couple of days later,she realized the feeling was familiar.But the last time she had felt it, it had come from the dead kid, the dayshe kissed it.She remembered the cycle the dead kid had followed, how sometimes itseemed more alive, and when that happened it also seemed more like agirl, despite the way it was dressed. Then the feeling. I can tell him to bring over his bathing suit and we can go out to the pool or jacuzzi. I just want you to see what I saw the first time I met him and maybe you can see why I couldn't help myself. We can buy a few bottles of wine and after he has a few drinks, I think he would be relaxed enough that all of us can talk sexually. To start it out, I can start talking about when he came over and we fucked and if he sees you are not getting mad about hearing it, we can go from there. I would.