Perhaps, with a little careful urging, he'd reconsider. Yes, a return call in the morning might do the trick. Feeling better already, he returned to b...ed.Xavier Norris stared at the phone in his hand. He hadn't heard from Michael in over a month, and now this. It had sounded like a cry for help, to somebody who could read between the lines.No recovery program was easy, but the job Mind Controllers Anonymous entrusted to its sponsors was more difficult than most. A drunk could get behind the. Now that would maybe recover some of them from being used against someone in the future.I called down to Shorty and told him to write the numbers down for me and he said he already had them filed. I gave him the fax number, and to whom to send it to, and he said he would get it out right away. Damn, I was starting to cook on all burners. I looked at the clock and it was only two forty five. I needed a cup of coffee so I headed for the radio room to get a cup.I was stopped at the front desk and. But she behaves more like a bitch every time we hang out with her. I can't stand her anymore than any of you. No, I wanted my really best friends to be with me, especially in connection to Melissa. I know that deep down you all can't stand her but at the same time, don't want to just cut off the friendship. I invited you all to come here with me, because I am here to give you a brand new Melissa.Karen, Doyle and Paul just stared at Michael, and then broke out into laughter.Michael just stared. “I don’t care at all. Stacy won’t care either.”“How about the fact that Katelyn is black and Bob isn’t?” Phil inquired, deciding bluntness worked just as well as finesse.“He’s not?” Ted asked, feigning shock. “That man has some explaining to do. He checked African-American on the scholarship papers. That’s the only way he got into Heilman. Shit, Phil, I know you have to ask but it doesn’t make a damn to us what they are. My parents split when I was 10 and my dad was miserable for years.