A fight ensued where Shelly informed her spouse that she was pregnant by another. After that, in a fit of rage, Roger Hamilton shot his wife. Before c...alling for assistance, Roger cleaned himself and then the gun.To win, Steven would need a significant rewrite of that script. Just think of it as one of those Hollywood epics which don’t quite have an ending that will satisfy an audience. In this case, the audience is a jury, seeking justice—just like they see on TV.Although the Hamilton case was. I called the babysitter again, and expressed it might be another late-night. I was happy she didn't have a problem with that.However, Mom made the suggestion we should also take a taxi, just in case we get carried away again.We went to the same club as the night before and even sat at the same table. The place wasn't that crowded since it was still early, and I began to notice how the other guys there kept glancing over at us. I was sure it wasn't me but Mom that drew their attention, and I. The smile wasn’t perfect, but that’s what made it real. I smiled back as he walked up to me. We hugged, just holding each other for a moment. We really didn’t think this was going to come together, but here he was. Breaking the embrace first, he gently stepped back. ‘It’s really good to see you,’ he said. The smile was still there, but softer. Bit of a sensual look there, a wicked part of my mind said. I told that part of my mind to shut up for the moment. His tenor voice held a bit of. A ball landed on the track in front of Gina and me. It made a loud SMACK and startled the smack out of us, then skittered under the risers."Hey, Jeff, get that, wouldja?" called a voice. It was Hank Benson, one of the stars of the team and someone I had once tutored in math, enabling him to stay eligible to play. We weren't great buds, but we were certainly friendly enough.I looked at Gina; she shrugged. I reached under the risers and pulled out the ball, then drop-kicked it. I'd seen it done,.