The rough patch that he referred to had been the death of my girlfriend and her little brother in a massive accident that I was involved in. A drunk h...ad ran a red light and slammed into our Honda Accord and totaled it. Miraculously I had not been hurt much more than a few bruises and a shit load of mental anguish. My girlfriend’s brother died instantly. She, however, had not been so lucky. I sat there with her as she cried in my lap. I had never felt so powerless in my life. What the fuck had I. I decided to hell with it, I would ride around the loop then to Tonya’s Diner. When I sat down the boss lady actually stopped by the table to talk to me. She asked about Tiger and Lillian. I thought that was nice. After I updated her, she updated me on her kid whose name I never could remember. The Brat was out of school and looking forward to band camp. I didn’t tell Tanya, but I had read somewhere that a large number of girls lost their V at band camp. I had no idea where I read it, or why it. It started to drive me crazy. I needed to go somewhere else for a while, just for a change. I wasn't sure what to do until one day I got call from Manny, whom I'd known since high school. He'd gone out to California right after we graduated from Ithaca College and said he wasn't coming back east of the Mississippi even if his dad died. So far he'd stuck to his vow, but so far his dad was the picture of health. Manny had done well out there. He had a decent job working for a cable company, a. Then I thought of a song my father used to listen to when I was a little girl. Ain't no such things as halfway crooks. Scared to death and scared to look, they shook. I couldn't be a "halfway crook." If I was going to be an evil bitch, I had to go all the way."You're really sweet, Mike, but it's over." I turned to walk away. He grabbed my arm."That's not good enough!" he said angrily. "Who do you think you are?" I asked, trying not to show how frightened I was. "You can't tell me what's.