You are my fucking hero dude.” I am swelling with pride at Kenny’s very positive reaction to Vanessa. “Kenny, she is awesome. She is special in ...every way. She is nice and sweet, she stands up for herself, she is strong but gentle, she is loving but does not smother me. She is perfect.” Kenny cautions me that I should slow down and take it easy. “You have only known her for a few days slow down and enjoy the experience and just get to know her before you get all fucked up in the head over. ”Teagan picked up her phone, thumbed through the address book and dialed a number.“Hello, Dillon…” Teagan said in a soft, liquid voice that positively oozed sex and honey. I could only hear half of the conversation, but it had to go something like this…“Who is this?” Dillon asked curiously.“OK, I know you play football and all, but who is the only person you know with a New Zealand accent?”“Oh. Hey Teagan, what’s up?”“Dillon, I am so sorry about the big breakup between you and Cassandra, not. Mendoza was sitting in the kitchen. He had some paperwork in front of him, but Scott doubted he had gotten much work done.After a hot shower he felt better. He went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of orange juice. Mr. Mendoza was watching him closely."Scott, have you ever talked to somebody about your nightmares?" I get my head shrunk on a yearly basis, like clockwork, courtesy of the fine people of the State of Texas." But have you talked to them about your dreams?" I don't remember. It was not a Suicide!" * * * *That evening at Dr. Beal's home..."Your sister was not suicidal in my opinion, and in the opinions of four of my colleagues. I faxed her letter to them and asked what they thought the person who had written it was like. Suidice was not even mentioned. All their responses came back with the statemen that she was a woman who really loved life." "Where does that leave us?" Sharon's face was grim as she replied, "With one.