I poured his coffee and plated his food for him. Then mom and I sat down with him.We ate in silence this morning. I don’t know why, but none of us h...d anything to say. They don’t ask me about school any more. They don’t ask about the boys, because they know I am fucking a lot now. They don’t wonder if I am popular, because they know I am a whore. They don’t ask about the football games because they know if we win I get gangbanged and if we lose, the boys don’t get my cunt. So, today was a. "I'm Jim. Not James, please; and not Jimmy either, if you don't mind. Is that it?" No. There's a possibility, and that's all I can say, a possibility that it was somebody named Walter Quiller who was driving the car that hit her, and that it was deliberate. There's a stronger possibility that Walter Quiller was here in the hospital shortly after she'd been brought in, posing as me, trying to see her."That got his serious attention. "And you know this how?"I had to be a little careful now. Well,. ”“Good that we can talk to each other, otherwise it will be boring sitting in the room alone.”She expressed her happiness. “Yes, same here, and I’m very happy. I think we will have a good time together.”“I think you should have booked a separate room for your parents,” I said.She said, “But why?”I winked at her and said, “A few things are better left unsaid.”She turned red and looked at me, “What? Oh, just shut up.””I’m serious. You should have left them alone at night.”She was taken back. She. Ricky leered.She passed."She's cute." He said.He morphed into Rick Nelson after his Army service in Germany. Although the change caused her a moment of discomfort, she was an avid Nick at Night fan and knew all of Nelson's reruns ... Ricky Nelson suited her to a Tee.She stuttered, sniffed, choked a little. Ricky offered a glass of water and watched her drink it.He handed her a kleenex and made sure she blew her nose.Then he patted her on the back while she cleared her lungs. She folded herself.