It was good to see Mr. Delahayne again. He had been one of her favorite teachers as a freshman and sophomore when she'd taken French I and II from him... – the basis for her knowledge of French, and one of the few things she could say that she'd actually learned at Spearfish Lake High School. She'd learned since that his pronunciation wasn't all that good – her teacher in Regensburg had complained that she had a horrible American accent, and had done what he could to flush it out of her, but even. It was frustrating in one sense, but I couldn’t get to sleep anyway because the ward was permanently active, with admissions and discharges going on throughout the night.About ten the following morning, just after I’d had a visit from the doctor and my blood pressure taken yet again, I was moved into a side room.A few minutes later Sandra was wheeled in, in a hospital wheelchair. With her was a couple who she introduced as her parents. We weren’t allowed to talk for long as the police had told. Now we’re going to celebrate our birthdays and our anniversary on the same day.”“I love you, Tony.”“I love you, Kate.”We kissed and allowed ourselves to float together, not trying to go beyond the kiss, but putting everything we had into it. I looked into her eyes and saw that pure burst of sunshine that came from her smile.She pushed me toward my chair and I fell into it. Kate was on top of me in an instant. The little recliner in the studio was adequate. Kate pulled my shirt over my head and. After dinner, Chris had gone to his room, exhausted from a day of seriousemotional swings. Turning on the TV, he wanted nothing more than to relaxand lose himself in a show or movie. After flipping through the channelsa bit, he noticed that a high school cheerleader competition was onESPN2. He felt excited as he saw the cute girls running and bouncingtheir way onto the competition mat. Chris immediately noticed theiruniforms. While he liked the pretty sweater, he felt a littledisappointed in.