“You were better on the court today, than you were against Strathroy last Saturday, so you’ve got nothing to be upset or ashamed of.”“But wa-w...e lost because of me ... be-because of my injury,” she sobbed.“That was a freak accident,” I replied and put my left hand under her chin to get her to look at me. “You, Lynette, got hurt making an amazing play. No one could have predicted or knew you’d jam your shoulder against the leg of that table.”“I doubt your team would have been in the game, Baby,. Just so you know the defense is NOT finished with you. They’ve barely started, probably, but you’ve given me new hope.”Dave, Jack, and Ty walked through the back passageway in the core building. Two spacious studio apartments had been created, and were ready for furnishing and décor.Dave commented, “Both women will want opaque window shades before they move in. Neither one seems inclined to join up with our crazy band of misfits. We shouldn’t pressure them.”Jack made note of it. “I have a. "Don't tell us; tell her," he advised. He hugged her."I love you, Christina, but you are impossible sometimes," he added.Amy walked across the room, heading for Christina again. I felt the tension escalate rapidly. Becky stepped in front of her to head her off. She seemed completely relaxed and at ease, but I could tell her body was ready for anything. Her eyes begged Amy not to do anything both of them would regret.Amy stopped, then rolled her eyes at Becky, an embarrassed look on her. It was Saturday, being half day; I came home at 12 pm. When I entered my house, I could see no one but Bhavya. She was sleeping in my room. I asked her, “Where are my parents?” she said, “They went to market.” I changed my cloths and ate lunch. I was ready to leave to play outside when Bhavya called me inside and asked to me massage her legs. First, I refused to oblige because I wanted too badly to go outside.She tempted me by saying; “You are very good at massaging and I will give you one.