His whole body was aching as he looked up the street. What was the big Caddie doing sitting in front of his house, he feverishly wondered. It looked l...ike the Hammond's car. The Hammonds were his parent's best friends. His father, Pete played golf with Brad Hammond all the time and his mother, Peggy and Alicia Hammond were like sisters.Alicia must be over visiting, he thought. Brad wouldn't be over because Pete was out of town for the week. Getting off his bike, he quietly locked it up and. ”“Boyfriend, wasn’t aware she had one, at least that’s not what she told us.”“Her boyfriend is the starting QB of the football team. A major douche bag and serial cheater, so none of the other cheerleaders will date him. I don’t know how they met, but at the beginning of last school year they started showing up at parties together.”It took another second for it to hit me. I was fucking pissed; my anger was growing by the second. I needed to breath and calm down or I’d end up doing something. " What'd you do?" She braced herself for the answer. She'd alwaysthought that he'd been too yellow to have any idea how a decent manshould have behaved."For starters, I didn't give 'em much of a life," the man said. "Afterthe War -- the War for Texas Independence, that is -- they promised ussoldiers good land t'farm. I went back home and sold most of what Iowned and borrowed some more t'get back out there and set up a homesteadwith Livy -- er -- that was my wife, Olivia. We wound up stuck. There had been no further conversation. Emily returned to the mattress and snuggled in with Angie. I gathered my clothes and left. When I got home, I modified my POF profile like this: I am Marvin. I am well read and cultured. Not an ounce of body fat. I have been called both funny and cute. I am ahead-of-my-time stylish. And, who gives a fuck about my shoe size anyway? I then took all the cards and lists of women I had gathered and chucked them in the trash. I erased every email, every Skype.