“Al Barton said that some other med students had given her a bit of grief about Kara, but that’s all so far. I suspect that her usual answer is th...at she’s married. We’ll see what happens when she’s invited to some hospital event and both Kara and I go.”“It won’t cause a problem with her licensing?” Dave asked.“No. It’s not like lawyers and admission to the Bar where they’re required to be of ‘good moral character’, whatever the hell that means. So if Jess or Kara were going to be lawyers, it. They also happened to offer a lot of emotional support during a tumultuous period in my life. I would trip out with them & there were a few that were extremely good looking who I was dying to jump on. My most desirable one was Peter. He was the VP of operations. He could have easily been a male model. He was that handsome. Peter was about 6'-3'' with an Athletic build, dreamy Hazel eyes, jet black wavy hair & a smile that would lower any woman's panties (and certain any gay man's underwear,LOL). ’ She nodded reluctantly. ‘Josh,’ Emily said tentatively. ‘I’m sorry. I was stupid. Scared and so stupid. This is all my fault. D. has been hurt because of me.’ Fresh tears coursed own her face. ‘Why is what happened to D. your fault?’ Ben asked stiffly, as he walked into the room and took in his crying wife’s words. ‘I can’t,’ she said hopelessly and buried her face in her hands. ‘I just can’t,’ she shook her head and let our muffled sobs of fear and sadness. ‘Josh?’ Ben questioned still. In today’s world it’s not socially acceptable to be heavy. I used to have a great deal of confidence but in the aftermath of a harsh divorce I am no longer as self-assured as I would have liked. ‘Clare, you never know if you don’t try.’ This was Ann’s favorite line. She had used it on me many times in the past. It’d never worked. I wonder why she kept trying? ‘Ann… bite me.’ I said as I walked out the door and into the hall. And guess who was walking by and heard the last part of that.