"Careful. You ok, Honey?" Yvonne might have looked concerned if Elaine had not wanted to smack her soundly right then."I'm fine." She snapped back, "T...hank you." So, Curtis likes old chicks." Yvonne was enjoying this entirely too much.Gail laughed, "No, I meant prior well, technically, current girlfriend who I just want to be prior." Oh." Yvonne loudly smacked her soda and smiled at Elaine, "Sounds like Gail had a time last night. So what did you do?"Elaine did not even look up, "I wasn't. We'd parked along the creek's edge, just down from a wooden bridge which allowed access to Lester Mouser's place. Lester's homestead was a bit like an island because the creek meandered almost all the way around it. Most people avoided it since Lester went crazy a few years back and took to shooting animals for no reason. He even fired at a deputy or two. I thought that might explain what we saw.A canoe floated under the bridge. Inside, a dog limped back and forth and whimpered. The dog, for. This was my life now. I can't depend on anyone but myself. The more I work and the harder I study — the easier it should be to forget my past.Among the many courses I had to have as a freshman, I made sure my registration for the Psychology classes was secure. Psychology was to be my major. On the introduction interview with the dean, he looked at me searchingly and asked for the reason I wanted to study Psychology. I just told him that I've seen some psychological problems in my short life and. None at all."She looked at him suspiciously. "Why not? What's up with her?" Shahia's business is..." ... is Shahia's business," Lisa finished for him. "I know."She looked at him with an accusing glare. "How can I trust you?"Chris winced again, and then suddenly he was mad. How did he get himself to this point? Did no one trust him? Well, damn, that was going to change. He suppressed his anger, and shrugged. What could he say about that to Lisa?Lisa poked him again with her finger. "I know.