Or the worst, depending how you look at it.”
“In your mind, Fred, what do you do with the boy of choice?”
Sobbing again, “I don’t know, my head just spins!”
“Do you start talking to any of the boys?”
“No way!”
“You talk to Jeff.”
“He started it. You would think they were at a funeral. xvideo Then again, at another boy. When they walked out I saw it for myself. Now I’m concerned that your attitude will hurt your game. “Sean, I need help! But I hope you can forgive yourself, Fred.”
“I don’t know about that.”
“Do you know who made you?”
“What do you mean, Sean?”
“God made you. Along the way I stared at a boy.
