They really had to go bad. Cheryl grabbed some chips and beef jerky when she was finished in the restroom. Michelle went to the beverage area after sh...e came out of the restroom. She picked up some Pepsi for herself, Dr Pepper for me, Grape soda for Cheryl, and Diet Coke for Brenda. When Brenda was done with her potty break she walked up to me and said, "You can go use the little boys room now!"When everyone was loaded up we pulled out and started for home. Brenda was feeding me chips and jerky. I probably didn't help by glaring at him every chance I got. As far as pitchers went, the only real possibility was an eleventh-grader, Cary Roberts, who had a wicked-looking curveball. At one point during a break, I sat down next to him asked him to show me how to hold it."You want to know how to throw my curve ball?" he asked, his eyes wide."Well, a curve ball. Yours looks pretty good." But you're Trick Sterling." So?" You're like, going pro next year," he stammered."Look, um, Cary, right?". "Dr. Cummings? Am I going to be okay? Is any of this permanent?"He frowned slightly, "Well, you had a lot of broken bones and some internal bleeding, but those injuries are healing and I don't believe any permanent harm was done. You've got a dozen stitches in your neck and you'll probably have bruises everywhere for a while. You were in pretty rough shape when you came in. You can thank your friends for your life. Without them, you wouldn't be here now."What friends? He must be talking about. Now, after the carjacking they have changed it to security. They know about Heather and invited her to New York. I can bring in anybody I want to look over the trust fund. I think they want me to keep it with them obviously as they all make a percentage off the fund to manage it." Well, I never knew they cared so much. I always thought they would shun you because of their feelings towards what we had done. I'm happy for you but you need to keep a clear head on this. We raised you to be a hard.