“Hey, Lara, how’s it going?” David asked as he walked towards her. She had just enjoyed her lunch in her small house, stepping outside to contin...ue her work when David had spotted her. “Oh, hello David. I’m doing well, I was just about to go check if the cows have enough hay,” Lara smiled.“Before you do that, my dad wanted to see you, he’s inside in the kitchen waiting for you,” David told her, nodding his head towards their house.“Oh, okay. Thanks,” Lara waved her hand and made her way to the. It got to the point that I could almost see it about to happen. I continued to be the friend she could trust. I let my feelings go to be there for her. I had no life, and no friends other than her, but didn’t regret a minute of it. To see her happy was my one and only goal. Graduation day came and went. Over the summer we spent less time together. Christy and Keith were going to the State University on athletic scholarships. I attended a local Junior College and got a job. When college. Then we heard two blasts. Then, "Thank god for plastic bed covers. Shit." He realized he was still being heard by some unknown, because the sound snapped, sound of breaking, and was silent."Two things," I said to a shivering Angela. I wasn't too steady, but was bringing up my coldest thoughts to hide my emotions. "First, it's not our fault the guy was shot. Second, we have information. We finally know what the fuck is going on." I finished too loud. I couldn't hide the fear and pain I felt from. After that, I would either start reading a book, or try watching some television for an hour or so.Back to bed, and I would usually sleep for another hour, or sometimes two. I would go to bed tired and wake up tired.Today, however, I felt better than I had in a long, long time.Once I realized Christy was sleeping beside me, and I was still holding her breast cupped in my hand, I tried to move my hand, but Christy immediately put her hand on top of mine.I had not realized she was already.