.. but neither of us seems to know anything about what's going on with Paige at all. Maybe I should have Brenda give her a call." I don't know if Paig...e will tell her what's going on... but it's worth a shot."Brenda was unable to find out a thing. Paige talked to her for several hours, but she wouldn't mention me or our marriage. That was off limits as far as Paige was concerned. I guess I shouldn't have figured that she would since Brenda was my brother's wife and therefore part of my side of. I grinned like a foolish boy.“I shouldn’t have done that in the middle of your PE class,” she said, fiddling with her sweatshirt. “School is still in session.”I shook my head. “You’re one of a kind. That’s what I like about you. Love about you.”A smile slid across her lips for moment.“So you’re really not mad at me?” I asked, still not quite believing it.“As I said, you didn’t make me your slut,” she said calmly. “And since you are a great pervert, that is truly saying something.”I glanced over. She asked if I could possibly pick her up. I said it wouldn’t be a problem, and headed out the door to get her. I arrived at were she was, and found her in the bar waiting for me. She must have decided since I was going to drive to have a few more drinks for the road. My Mom rarely ever drinks so I guessed she was a cheap drunk. I walked her to the car. The whole time we walked I couldn’t help but notice her attire. She had on a red satin short dress, red lipstick, red nail polish, and red. " Steal his body? It's my body. I'm not stealing it. I'm reclaiming it." Say it how you want. What you're doing is wrong. I still stand by whatI said about how you're exactly what I expect Kimberley Jacobs to belike. You don't care what you do to Anthony. And you don't care what youdo to Damon. You only care about yourself." You don't know anything about me. You've wanted nothing to do with me.I've spent my life caring about people. You're the one who screws onehalf of a broken hearted couple.