There wasn't any reason I didn't deserve good things too. I kept trying to remind myself that I was a pretty decent guy, and that a woman like Angie w...ould be happy to be with me. I tried to avoid wondering what was wrong with her since she wasn't running away. It was irrational, I knew.I concentrated harder on my breathing, forcing myself to physically calm down. I was lucky to have Angie, I knew. I'd had enough bad luck. Wasn't it my turn to have some good luck? That thought comforted me. I. " I think I know a place," Darien said. He started the car. "I got a bottle of vodka in the trunk, too. We can get ripped." A bottle of what?" Ethan said.Iris snickered and leaned closer. "Get me drunk and you're halfway there, dude," she said.Darien drove across town to Lathrup Park, a softball field by the railroad tracks. In the parking lot were only a couple of other cars. In one was a man and a woman. The other car was empty. Darien parked facing west, where the sun was turning a rich. I’ll sit up and wait for them, I decided. So I sat up that night and waited for my parents to come home. I waited…and waited…and waited. I was waiting for the impossible. It finally settled in then. My parents were dead. Gone forever. I walked over and stared into my broken mirror, my face streaked with tears. I didn’t even realize that I was crying. Who did I have now? Who will love me the way my mother had? Sam could never compare. Would he love me more or less now that he didn’t have my. "I'm ready, are you ready?" she asked.I threw my legs over the side of the massage table. "I think I should probably shower first." I said as I looked down at my crotch."Don't be silly," she said. "You're just going to get oil all over yourself. We'll shower after you do me." Okay," I said as I hopped down from the table and went for my undershorts."Is there some reason you feel the need to get dressed? You'll just get massage oil all over yourself. I'd think you'd rather stay naked.".