Basically, the need to work yourself into the frenzy required to fight so that you could overcome the fear and concentrate on winning.It was not suppo...sed to be an instant change from passive acceptance to explosive violence like this. They were also aware that Paul did not intend to stop. He had already won the fight. Joe's head and neck were awash with blood as he lay unconscious on the floor. But still Paul hit him. There was a loud cracking sound as the bar made once last connection with. "I hope I'm not making you uncomfortable," she said as she got cozy under the blanket."Not really. This feels nice." I'm glad. Lots of boys feel uneasy about being affectionate with their mothers. I'm very lucky that I still get to hold you."I gave her a kiss on top of her head. "Anytime. I've never passed up the opportunity to hold a beautiful woman in my arms." You know, I never properly thanked you." For what?" For being the man of the house when your father wasn't around anymore," she. ’ He sat down and brushed back his hair, watching her every move she made as she opened the draw of the desk. April took out a large green envelope and placed it on the top. ‘This is important. And I need your word that you will do this favour for me.’ Franco had calmed himself and began to wonder what help she wanted. ‘I want you to deliver this.’ She handed him the envelope. It was bulky but soft to the touch. ‘What is it?’ ‘That doesn’t matter. Will you do it for me?’ April sat astride his. You have become a valuable part of my life. I feel like I have this illness, and the only cure is you, and your presence. My heart aches when I wait to hear from you. I cannot imagine what a day without talking to you would be like. God. God! Why? If only these stupid tears could do something useful. I want you here, next to me, with me. I want to share everything I can with you, not just limit it to conversations. Oh, but those conversations. We would be nowhere without them. You have.