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Authors: Vickie McKeehan

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Point t
a
k
e
n.
B
ut th
a
t is
w
h
a
t
y
ou
wa
nt,
r
i
g
ht?
T
o
d
a
t
e
?


I
wa
s
c
onsid
er
i
n
g
it.
B
u
t
y
ou m
a
ke
it sound do
w
n
r
i
g
ht un
a
p
p
ea
li
n
g
.”


W
e
c
ould st
ar
t out slow
th
e
n…st
ar
t
a
s
fr
i
e
nds,
m
a
y
b
e
.”

“O
u
c
h.
F
r
i
e
nds.
O
k
a
y
, m
a
y
b
e
th
a
t

s
a
ll
I
ca
n h
a
n
d
le
r
i
g
ht now
a
n
y
w
a
y
.
I
c
o
uld use
a
fr
i
e
nd.”

“T
h
e
n t
e
ll me
a
bout C
a
s
s
i
e
.
H
ow
did the
t
w
o of
y
ou m
ee
t
?

H
e
bl
e
w
out a
b
rea
th.

I
wa
s b
e
t
w
e
e
n tou
r
s one
a
nd t
w
o
a
t the
tim
e
.
T
he
n
i
g
ht
w
e
m
e
t
I
wa
s h
e
lpi
n
g
out a
bud
d
y
of
mine
b
y
pi
c
ki
n
g
up
e
x
t
r
a
ca
sh
w
o
r
ki
n
g
a
s
e
c
u
r
it
y
d
e
t
a
il
a
t a
c
on
c
er
t in
L
e
e
sbu
r
g
,
V
i
r
g
ini
a
.
M
y
bud
d
y
, P
a
ul
A
n
g
l
e
ton,
his
fa
mi
l
y
o
w
ns a
s
ec
u
r
i
t
y
c
om
p
a
n
y
.
A
n
y
w
a
y
, P
a
ul
a
ssi
g
n
e
d me
to
a
T
h
i
r
d
D
a
y
c
on
c
er
t. C
a
ssie
wa
s th
er
e
t
h
a
t ni
g
ht
w
ith
a
bun
c
h of
h
e
r
g
i
r
l
fr
i
e
nds. She
s
ee
m
e
d
mo
r
e
int
ere
st
e
d in me
th
a
n the
musi
c
.
W
e
st
ar
t
e
d t
a
lkin
g
,
e
x
c
h
a
n
g
e
d phone
numb
er
s.
I
didn

t
f
ind out until
af
t
e
r
it
a
ll h
a
pp
e
n
e
d th
a
t she
h
a
d
a
c
r
a
z
y
e
x
-
b
o
y
f
r
i
e
nd.
B
ut th
e
n
w
e
didn

t bump up our
re
l
a
tionship until
I
g
o
t b
ac
k
fr
om
m
y
s
ec
ond t
o
u
r
. M
a
y
be
th
a
t

s the
rea
son she
didn

t l
e
v
e
l
w
ith m
e
.
B
ut th
e
n on
m
y
t
hi
r
d tou
r
,
m
y
l
e
g
g
ot
f
u
c
k
e
d up…”

H
e
g
a
ve
h
e
r
a
n
a
pol
o
g
e
t
i
c
look.

So
r
r
y
,
I
m
e
a
n my
l
e
g
w
a
s m
e
ss
e
d up
.

“Y
ou
w
e
r
e
inju
re
d
?

H
e
nodd
e
d.

T
he
s
a
me
d
a
y
C
a
p
t
a
in Phillips di
e
d,
the
s
a
me
d
a
y
N
i
c
k
a
lmost didn

t m
a
ke it to the
f
i
e
ld hospit
a
l.”


W
h
a
t h
a
pp
e
n
e
d
?

“A
n
I
E
D
bl
e
w
up the
H
u
mm
e
r
w
e
w
e
r
e
r
idi
n
g
in,
out in the
middle
of
no
w
h
ere
.
I
wa
sn

t hu
r
t
a
s b
a
d tho
u
g
h, not like
Phillips
a
nd
Harr
is.
A
f
t
e
r
a
ll,
I
just h
a
d pi
e
ce
s
of
sh
ra
pn
e
l in
m
y
l
e
g
. Stupid m
e
,
I
thou
g
ht
f
or
su
r
e
C
a
ssie
w
ouldn

t
w
a
nt me
now
th
a
t
I
wa
s
w
o
und
e
d
a
nd h
a
vi
n
g t
r
ouble
g
e
tting
a
r
ound.”

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