The man was pulling her calf out to the side, making herbend her knee until her foot was up behind her thigh. The other man was doingsomething to her ...right ankle. It was a bar - her legs were being kept apartby a bar! Julie whimpered when they suddenly let go. She had to hop her rightleg out so she could touch the ground with both feet. The pain in her wristsgot worse because she could only reach the floor with her toes! One of themen went out and returned with two square blocks of wood. He. “Amazingly, that was a good thing; hitting the branches beat the crap out of you, but it also probably saved your life. A straight, uninterrupted fall from that height would almost certainly have been fatal; until about an hour ago, we thought you were gone anyway.”I couldn’t help but think of the old saying about how ugly one person could be; that they fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down. I figured I probably fit the metaphor pretty well at that point.When I offered. He said yeah I would love that. I told him dont make plans for Saturday my parent are out of town and we might make it happen. He kind of ask about who and I told him I had a friend that went to another school that comes over sometimes. He knew of Lee but they had never met. On Friday of that week I had made plans to stay at Lee's and then back to my house on Saturday with Lee. When I got to Lee's we played some basketball and Nintendo and had dinner. At dinner his mom told us that she and his. Maybe get a job? Save up," Trish seemed to be thinking out loud as she spoke. It was obvious that what had happened had caught her totally by surprise."And then, go back to college?" I offered, trying to help her."Yeah ... yeah, definitely," Trish nodded. "And next time, no more boyfriends. No more ... god, I still can't believe he stole from me." Well, I know you hurt, but I'm sure you..." I started, before her next comment cut me off."I'm going LUG next time." Trish smirked, looking at me.