”“You paint a ... very vivid picture,” said Max.“It’s a very vivid memory - one of the really good times before Colin started to get into he...avier drugs that he could handle.” Connie looked wistful. “I could probably pick out the exact bench - maybe donate a plaque.”Before Max could think of anything to say to that, Connie’s phone rang. She glanced at her caller ID, mouthed that she had to take the call, and stepped away. When she came back, Max still hadn’t thought of anything to say about. If we don't believe, we suffer punishment for our sins. Jesus paid the price for our sins, who is going to pay the price for his sins?" He will." She barely said the words. Coming to the realization that your parents aren't perfect is tough. Finding out that they may suffer for their sins for all eternity is even worse."Ashlee, there is still time. Witness to him. Gently and lovingly tell him of the saving grace that you and Brenda have accepted. Maybe this near death experience will be enough. “No! Certainly not!” He could not turn down two girls. He was beginning to feel guilty about even fantasizing over a third. “Then you love us both?” “Yes.” “Say it.” “I love you both.” “Individually.” “Okay…. Allison, I love you.” “And I love you,” they kissed. “Melisa, I love you.” “And I love you,” they kissed. Then M climbed onto Allison’s side of the couch and said, “Allie, I love you,” and they kissed. It was a strange sort of ritual, as if agreeing in solidarity to be unfaithful with one. She tried her best to stay calm slowly standing up.He wasn't but ten paces away when she cleared her throat."Jason!" she called in harsh voice.He stopped in his tracks."Jason? Don't kill the girl you see! Otherwise mother will be very, very angry." she scolded."Turn around Jason. Right now." she said.Jason did as told. Always listening to mother.She stripped the sweater throwing it. Revealing her short pink shirt held at her shoulders. She turned to run but realized she had no where to go. That.