On Christmas day, we had a nice time playing games, and enjoying our time together. I read The Man From St. Petersburg by Ken Follett. One day, I rece...ved a phone call from Sophia. She invited me over to spend the day. She'd had a talk with her mom and dad. When I arrived, Emma met me at the door. She invited me to her bedroom. Victor had gone out, but would return home later. For some untold reason, Sophia stayed in the living room, not giving me more than a quick hello.Emma just wanted a. He came by to offer his appreciation to him again and wasn’t very steady on his feet.“Oh man, you smell like a distillery!” Brad said, fanning Scott’s breath away.“You don’t know what I’m going through at home,” he justified.“I thought I could smell booze on you at our hockey game too.”“Just leave me alone!” He grumbled and walked off with his girlfriend.Brad shook his head. “He’s heading for trouble at school and in his hockey.”Brad and Abby continued to enjoy the evening, then he felt his. More

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