He looked to be in his fifties with a soft smile and greying hair. “Yes, that's me. How is Rob? Is he okay? Can I see him?” “I'm Dr. Evans. I'm ...sorry, ma’am. We've done everything we can right now. He fell off some rafters at work and hit his head. The swelling is bad and it's causing him to be in a coma. Right now it's a waiting game. His lungs and spine are also damaged. It doesn't look good.” * That’s what the doctor told me the first day. Now it’s a month later and Rob is slowly getting. Upon opening it and counting all of the contents, I found this morning was rather profiting. My thoughts were interrupted when my phone started going off. One of my other valued customers wanted to be serviced when it got dark and wanted to know where to meet. Thinking I could go for a meal I texted back to meet me at the Rose Café. We decided upon a time and I spent the day preparing. I set out the perfect outfit, a skimpy black dress with a gold trim and high gold pumps. It was very warm out. Not having anyfamily to fall back on since he never knew his parents and his grandfatherpassed away a year ago with nothing for Felix to inherit, he took the fewbelongings he had and bought a one-way bus ticket to Caravel City.Yet his passion still burned brightly. There still could be a chance if hecould prove everyone wrong and then exact revenge on his deepembarrassment. After a few mistrials and errors it seemed as if he finallyfigured out a way to make it work. The result of all his hard. I walked to his house and told my wife he was driving but he put his carin the garage so it looked like we were gone. And I asked my black friend to park down thestreet and walk to his house. My wife would never know we were still only 5 houses away. Around 7 pm the doorbell at my neighbors house rang. I opened it to see my friend…who brought6 of his black friends with him. I knew it was going to be an amazing night. I knew 4 of the guysas they had all fucked me many times before. But I didn’t.