I couldn't focus on any of my classes. Fortunately, it was the last week of classes for seniors, and we weren't really doing anything serious. The t...eachers were basically just babysitting us until graduation. When the day was finally over, and I got home from school, my dad was there waiting for me. He had left work early so that he could take me to the police station. His lawyer Hal Borgoff was there as well. "It's important that we be seen as cooperative," the lawyer told me. "So. Exasperated, Zax snatched several pieces of meat and gobbled them. He then drank his beer, emptying his jug, and gestured for the feline waitress to come back with another.“Mm! Mm! Mm! Mm...” His voice sounded muffled as he laughed with lips sealed. “Hahahaha...” He opened for a second handful of the juicy meat, but realized he could not stop laughing. “HAHAHAHA!” His head fell back and he banged the wooden table, breaking it along with the privacy formation.“Sir?!” The waitress who returned. She stood on tip toe, her mouth brushing his ear, "I have faith in you. Oh," she looked over his shoulder. "Your omelet is burning."He grabbed the pan off the burner, rescuing the omelet, adding cheese and ham and then expertly folding it over. The toast popped out, and she buttered it while he split the omelet in two and put it on plates.She stared at the food, realizing she was famished, she couldn't remember the last time she had eaten. She carried her plate and cup of coffee in the dining. We'll have a good dinner and a couple of drinks afterward and send Brent on his way."Jan kissed me and said, "I love you." And went back into the house.The steaks were excellent and Brent entertained us during dinner with stories about a recent trip he had taken to Europe. While Brent was telling his stories to both of us he didn't take his eyes off Jan.After dinner we moved into the family room. Jan sat on the sofa and Brent sat across from her in my lounge chair. Brent was still telling Jan.