A Golfer's Dream - Book Two Chilly Winter Hot Summer         Written by TheCaddy

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Chapter Twenty-Seven  Life's Little Surprises
Roger noticed the stressed look on Dave's face as he entered the room.  He 
asked, "What's wrong?"

Dave replied, "Sheri just kissed me; she really kissed me.  It was a total 
surprise.  As soon as I could I told her I had a girlfriend and that I wouldn't 
betray that trust; but Sheri seemed to get really pissed.  I swear I didn't do 
anything to lead her on.  I was polite but that's all, I swear."

Roger chuckled, "I believe you, Dave.  Relax; it's not the end of the world."

Dave seemed to relax slightly then he became reflective and explained what he 
truly feared, "Sheri was really nasty to me before she knew me.  Now that I've 
turned her down, I'm almost scared of what she will be like tomorrow."

Roger put his hand on his son's shoulder, "You can't control what she says or 
does, just be polite and understanding.  Most importantly, try to focus on your 
game.  Let's go out for supper."

Dave nodded and changed before he followed his father out the door.  He scanned 
for Sheri as they left - he felt like a criminal trying not to get caught.  


It was nice to get away from the hotel for a while and Dave eventually relaxed.  
They returned to the hotel and stayed in the room until bedtime.  Dave thought 
about Sheri briefly; but deep in his heart he felt good that he had remained 
true to Jennifer.  He fell asleep thinking of his girlfriend.

He woke fairly early the next day and went for a swim.  He was glad there was no 
sign of Sheri.  He returned to the room and showered before he packed up his 
clothes.  His father was just coming out of the shower as Dave took his clubs 
and suitcase to the car.  After Roger dressed, he packed his bag and Dave took 
that to the car as well.  They ate their breakfast in the hotel restaurant; 
Sheri was sitting on the other side of the room.  Both Dave and Roger noticed 
her angry looks.  After eating Roger and Dave checked out of the hotel and went 
to the course.

Dave, Josh and O'Mahoney were in the last group of the day.  Sheri was playing 
two groups ahead.  Dave had been practicing for thirty minutes on the range when 
Sheri set her bucket of balls right next to him and started chirping at him, 
"You're going to choke Sasquatch.  I heard you had a bad case of the hooks in 
Quebec.  You better not turn your right hand over too much or you'll be in the 
woods all day today.  I'd hate to see you blow your chance at all those 
scholarships."

Dave walked over to her, "Look, Sheri, I'm really sorry about yesterday.  I 
didn't mean to lead you on.  I wish we could be friends."

"Friends?  I don't need a dumb Canadian for a friend.  You're just a loser.  
You'll never make it on the NCAA tour - you're too much of a pussy."

Dave just smiled politely at her as he pushed his clubs back into his bag, "I'm 
sorry, Sheri."  He walked back to the putting green.

Josh wondered over to the putting green right behind Dave and asked, "Jesus 
dude, what did you do to piss her off?"

Dave was about to tell him but then decided that it he didn't know Josh well 
enough to trust him with the story of Sheri's pass, so he just shrugged, "I 
guess it's my boyish charm."

Josh laughed, "If that's what your charm does - you'll be a forty-year-old 
virgin before you know it."

Dave chuckled, "I'll survive."

Dave putted for a while but soon Sheri strode onto the putting green and re-
engaged her attack on his character.  Dave was confident he was ready for the 
day so he left the practice green and found a quiet place in the clubhouse.  
Eventually, he heard Sheri's name called to the first tee.  He waited until he 
was sure she would be gone before he returned to the practice green.

He soon heard his name called to the tee so he pulled his clubs on his shoulders 
and followed Josh towards the starter's hut.  Once there, he received his card 
and exchanged it with Josh.  He wished both Josh and O'Mahoney luck before he 
walked over to the bench by the tee, sat, and got focused on his round.  Sheri 
was not in his thoughts at all - he was totally focused on his golf.

After Josh hit a good drive, Dave stood up and hammered a huge drive down the 
middle.  O'Mahoney hit a solid drive but was well behind Dave.  Dave strode off 
the tee full of confidence.  He used that confidence to start with three 
straight birdies.  O'Mahoney was feeling the unexpected pressure and made two 
pars and a bogey.  In just three holes Dave went from three down to one up.  By 
the end of the front nine, Dave had added two more birdies and four pars.  Josh 
was two under par on the front but was now nine strokes behind Dave and his 
chance of winning was very slim.

O'Mahoney continued to struggle on the front but managed to par the last six 
holes which meant he was only three strokes behind Dave.  Dave birdied eleven 
after making par on ten.  He then made par on twelve, thirteen and fourteen 
before he birdied fifteen.  O'Mahoney birdied twelve, thirteen, and fifteen and 
with pars on ten, eleven and fourteen he closed within two strokes of Dave.  
Dave noticed that O'Mahoney seemed to be getting into a good rhythm.  Dave made 
par on sixteen and seventeen but O'Mahoney made birdie on both holes to draw 
even with Dave.

They stood on the final tee tied at an unbelievable nineteen under par for the 
tournament.  O'Mahoney hit his best drive of the day right in the middle of the 
fairway and long.  Dave hit an equally good drive and was just past O'Mahoney's 
ball.  Josh hit last and, even though he was four under par for the day, he was 
completely out of his league compared to his playing partners.

Dave watched Josh lay up to the one hundred yard marker on this long par five.  
O'Mahoney pulled out his three-wood and hit a perfect shot into the middle of 
the green twenty feet from the hole.  Dave selected a three-iron and hit it 
well.  It bounced past the hole and rolled to the back of the green.

Josh hit his third shot to within ten feet of the hole.

Once Dave and O'Mahoney reached the green there was a small debate as to who was 
away and should putt first.  In the end Josh made the decision when he said Dave 
was slightly farther from the hole so he was away.  Dave circled his putt 
several times.  It was a thirty-three-footer with a foot of break.  He finally 
settled on his line and then took several practice swings.  He was confident he 
had the line and pulled the putter straight back as he thought, "Straight Back - 
Straight through."

The ball rolled off his putter and ran smoothly above the hole.  It slowly 
curled toward the hole and Dave was leaning trying to coax it into the cup.  The 
ball rolled across the lower lip of the cup and curled down into the hole then 
back up and out towards Dave.  Dave and the crowd around the green groaned 
loudly as the ball stopped two inches between Dave and the hole.  Dave shook his 
head as he walked up to the ball and tapped in for birdie.

O'Mahoney surveyed his putt and as Dave stood at the side of the green, 
O'Mahoney stroked a firm putt.  The ball raced across the green right at the 
hole.  The ball slammed against the back of the hole, popped straight up three 
inches into the air then landed right on the lip of the hole.  The ball sat on 
the lip and wobbled for a brief second then dropped in for eagle.  O'Mahoney 
jumped in the air screaming in excitement.  

Dave simply dropped his said and thought, "The lucky prick.  If that putt had 
missed the hole he would have had ten feet coming back."  Dave lifted his head 
and tried to smile the smile of a good sport but inside his heart was breaking.

After O'Mahoney's brief celebration, Josh stood over his putt and sank his ten-
foot birdie for a sixty-seven.  Dave walked towards Josh but was intercepted by 
a magnanimous O'Mahoney, "Great round, Dave."  

Dave shook O'Mahoney's hand, "You too, helluva putt."

O'Mahoney shook Josh's hand before he walked off the green to a supportive 
applause by the large crowd around the green.  Josh and Dave shook hands as Josh 
said, "Christ, I played really well and shot eleven under par.  You finished 
twenty under and still lost.  Unbelievable!"

Dave just nodded, "I played my best and lost.  Next time I might win by five 
strokes - you never know with this game.  Great round, Josh.  Maybe I'll see you 
around next year."

Josh looked surprised, "Aren't you going to the National Championship in 
California?"

Dave shook his head, "Nah, too far.  I'm happy with one national title - my 
Canadian title."

Josh replied, "Well, take care."

Dave turned and walked to his bag.  His father was standing beside it and the 
first thing Dave saw was the Canadian flag on the side.  He smiled at his dad, 
"I guess a Canadian didn't win this tournament."

Roger shook his son's hand, "You played one heck of a round of golf today, Dave.  
You made your opponent shoot seven under par on the back nine to win.  He simply 
beat you.  You played your best and lost - there's no shame in that."

Dave nodded.  He pulled the clubs on his shoulders and started towards the 
parking lot.  He stopped in front of the leader board and looked to see how 
Sheri had done.  He felt bad for her and hoped she didn't fall apart too badly.  
She had shot a very poor eighty-two but managed to hold on and win by two 
strokes.  Despite everything, Dave was happy she won and his now-relaxed mind 
moved away from any further thoughts of her as he walked towards the car.

The drive home seemed to pass slowly.  Dave and Roger were both very tired and 
decided to stop in Bangor, Maine for the night.  Roger phoned home to let Carol 
know they would not be home until Friday.

Dave slept well but kept picturing his putt on the last hole dropping in and 
dreamed that he won in a playoff.  He woke Friday morning rested and ready to 
get home.  The drive Friday was more talkative and the miles passed quickly.  
They drove across the bridge connecting QAI to the mainland and Dave felt relief 
to finally be home for the summer.

Jennifer and Carol were waiting at the trailer when the car pulled into the 
campground.  Both Roger and Dave received hugs and a welcome home.  Dave sat in 
a lawn chair and told his mother and girlfriend about the tournament.  They were 
both proud of him and he felt good to know he was loved.

Dave had just finished his adventure when his mother's phone rang.  She passed 
it to Dave.  John's excited voice was on the other end, "Congratulations on 
winning the Canadian title, Dave.  I knew you could do it."  

Dave complained, "It would have been a lot better if you had been there.  How is 
major junior hockey going?"

John groaned, "It is really hard.  The other players are huge but I've survived 
the first three cuts.  I actually wanted to talk to you about the team.  Can you 
come to town and meet me for supper?"

Dave asked Jennifer and she agreed.  He then asked if he could have the car and 
his father said he could.  Dave replied to John, "I can make it; where and when 
do you want to meet?"

John replied, "How about six o'clock at McDonalds?"

Dave replied, "See you then."

Dave looked at his watch - it was only four o'clock.  He was getting hungry but 
his stomach was doing flip flops more because he knew he had to confess about 
Sheri to Jennifer.  He looked at Jennifer, "Do you feel like going for a walk?"

Jennifer smiled and quickly stood next to his chair.  Dave stood and said to his 
parents, "We'll be back in an hour or so."

Jennifer had hoped they were going to the love hut but Dave instead walked 
towards the front entrance to the campground.  He thought for a moment before he 
started, "Jennifer, I have a confession."  He could see the instant distress on 
her face so he tried to ease her with, "I haven't cheated on you nor do I want 
to break up or anything like that - so don't panic."

Jennifer looked a little more relaxed but still concerned.  Dave started by 
telling her about meeting Sheri in North Carolina.  He told her how she had 
first made fun of him and how their discussions later became more civil.  He 
further told her that absolutely nothing happened in North Carolina.  He told 
her about Sheri warning him away from Comfort Inns and how he asked his father 
to go there so he would see her again.  He explained how when she confessed in 
Quebec he had felt guilty because Sheri was exactly the type of girl Jennifer 
was worried about.  Without blaming Jennifer, he explained that his growing 
guilt was what distracted him in the final round at the nationals.

He further told her about his frank discussion with his father on the drive to 
Hartford and how the whole situation made him realize how much he truly loved 
her and how she was the only girl he wanted to be with.  Jennifer kissed and 
hugged him tightly.  She said she loved him very much too.

Dave continued walking as he finished his story.  He told her about the casual 
conversations with Sheri and then he hesitantly told her how he in no way led 
Sheri on but she cornered him in the pool and kissed him.  He quickly told her 
that he explained to Sheri that he had a girlfriend and that he could not and 
would not have a relationship with her.  Jennifer had looked concerned when he 
told her about the kiss but she felt better when he said he pushed her away and 
went right back to his room.

Dave completed the story by telling her how Sheri verbally attacked him the next 
day but he used his love for her to stay focused.  He kissed her, "I love you, 
Jennifer.  You are all I want and all I need."

Jennifer had mixed feelings.  She was pleased he had been faithful to her but 
she was also afraid that her fear of losing him almost happened.  After he 
finished confessing to her she kissed him and said she loved him but then just 
walked silently as she thought about everything he had said.  It felt nice to 
have his strong arms around her and she concluded that he loved her and had not 
betrayed that love - at least not this time.

The walk back to the trailer was quiet at first but eventually Dave asked her if 
she had plans for the weekend and she said no.  He suggested they go to Basin 
Head again, just the two of them.  She liked the idea and they talked about the 
last two weeks of her summer vacation.  

It was after five o'clock when they returned to the trailer, so they decided to 
go to town a little early.  Dave thought he would stop at the house and check 
the answering machine.  His mother told him she had not checked it since before 
she went to Quebec.  

Dave and Jennifer talked all the way to town and Dave felt much better having 
told her everything.  At the house Dave checked the answering machine.  He was 
shocked when he discovered there were over thirty calls.  Every major US college 
and several Canadian universities wanted him to join their program.  Dave simply 
listened to each message and after the tenth he decided he would start returning 
the calls on Monday.  

Listening to all the messages actually took a half hour and Dave was very 
excited when he left with Jennifer for McDonalds.  He found a parking spot in 
the crowded parking lot - suppertime on Friday was usually very busy.

Dave walked in and saw John sitting at a table so he walked directly over to him 
with Jennifer under his arm.  As Dave got closer he became more and more 
concerned and when he stood beside his friend he was shocked to see two black 
eyes and a swollen lip.  Dave put out his hand to shake with his friend as he 
asked, "What the hell happened to you?"

John laughed, "Rookie camp in Q."

Dave looked at the banged up and cut knuckles of the hand he was shaking and 
quickly sat down so he could get the whole story - his very hungry stomach was 
no longer a priority.  He asked, "What do you mean?"

John explained, "We started training camp last weekend.  First we did some 
conditioning work but on Monday the coaches broke us up into three teams to 
scrimmage.  The veterans weren't included in the scrimmages -just the rookies 
trying to make the team.  The first night there were fifty of us rookies.  A lot 
of the players will do anything to make the team and unless you are tremendously 
talented, you have to be willing to literally fight for a position.  I fought 
three times the first night alone.  They cut ten players after the first night 
and I fought three more times on the second night.  I won all three fight the 
first night and the first two the second night - that's where most of scares on 
my knuckles came from.  The last fight on Tuesday was against a real 
heavyweight.  I think I tied that fight but he landed three hard punches and 
that's where the black eyes and the fat lip came from.  

"On Wednesday the rookie list was cut to thirty players and I only fought once 
on Wednesday as most of the other rookies didn't want to fight me.  That was 
fine with me - my hands are as sore as hell.  This afternoon the veterans joined 
our practice and the coaches cut the team to thirty in total.  I'm still hanging 
on and the coaches tell me they are really pleased with my effort and attitude."

Dave listened intently before he responded, "Holy shit, dude, you look like 
you've been to war."

John chuckled, "Yeah, I feel like it too.  I'm lucky I worked out as hard as I 
did all summer or I would have been thrown around like a rag doll.  These guys 
are big and strong."

Dave laughed as he looked at his friend's face.  Then he remembered that John 
had wanted to speak to him about something.  He asked, "Did you want to talk to 
me about something or did you just want to show me your battle scars."

John smiled, "Yes I'm talking to you as a friend now and in no way as a 
representative of the Missiles.  They know you wouldn't go out with Gatineau and 
are considering trading for you but they want to know whether or not you would 
play with them if they give something up to get your rights."

Dave looked at his friend in surprise, "Did they ask you to talk to me?"

John looked both ways as if he were passing along secrets, "No, not directly.  
They can't have any contact with you or they could get charged with tampering.  
The message came to me through a veteran who will likely be our captain.  What 
do you think, Dave?  It'd be great to play together again."

Dave looked at Jennifer who just shrugged.  Dave hadn't really thought much 
about playing major junior hockey this year because he had planned on focusing 
on his education in case he needed good marks to get accepted to a US college.  
After hearing all the offers earlier he knew that top marks were not as critical 
but definitely still important.  He looked seriously at his friend, "I'll have 
to think about it.  I want to talk to Mom and Dad about it.  I will also 
probably talk to my uncle Alan."

John nodded, "No problem, you think about it and let me know as soon as possible 
so the team can start working on the trade.  Gatineau may not be willing to 
trade you which would make this whole idea moot."

Dave nodded as he felt his stomach lurch.  He gestured to his friend and 
girlfriend, "Let's eat."

They went to the counter and got their meal.  When they returned to the table 
Dave told John about the nationals and about the Hartford tournament.  He told 
him about the scholarship offers as well.

It was well after six when they finished eating and talking.  John told Dave he 
had an early curfew that night because the team was going to Cape Breton to play 
an exhibition game.  Just before John left Dave asked him, "John, what would 
happen if I came out for the team and made it but you got cut.  I'd hate think I 
took your spot on the team?"

John shrugged, "If that happens; it happens.  I hope we both make the team but 
if not, it won't affect our friendship.  I promise."

Dave nervously nodded agreement.  He didn't think he would be happy if he took 
his best friends position on the team, especially considering he would only be 
playing for one year before he went away to college.  He also had to check on 
how playing major junior hockey might affect his eligibility for a golf 
scholarship.

Dave and Jennifer went to a movie and after on the drive back to North Beach 
they talked about the hockey.  When they arrived home Dave immediately took his 
father aside and told him about his conversation with John.  Roger was only 
slightly surprised.  He told Dave that Alan had suspected that if the Missiles 
moved to QAI and he didn't go out with Gatineau that a trade would be sought.  
Roger suggested Dave think hard about it and then he, Alan and Carol would sit 
down with him on Sunday and make a decision.  Dave agreed that was a good idea.

Dave and Jennifer spent a quiet evening around the trailer but after dark they 
went for a walk on the golf course.  They found their special place and made 
soft passionate love. Dave started by dropping to his knees and peeling her 
shorts down her firm legs.  He licked and teased her bare snatch through the 
filmy white panties before he pulled them down and slid his tongue deep into her 
love hole.  She moaned softly as Dave added two fingers and teased her to a 
tender orgasm.

After a slow recovery, Dave pulled Jennifer to the ground and gently slipped his 
hard pole inside her.  He made soft love to her until they reached a sensual 
simultaneous orgasm.  Dave's mind was totally on Jennifer and at no time did any 
other woman even flick through his thoughts.  He was happy to simply be with his 
special girlfriend.

The weekend passed quickly and soon it was Sunday evening.  Dave and Jennifer 
had a great day at Basin Head on Saturday and spent a quiet day with the 
families on Sunday.  Dave never swung a club all weekend.  On Sunday, Alan and 
his family spent the afternoon at the beach with Dave's family and after having 
a big barbecue supper Dave, Alan, Roger, and Carol went in the trailer to talk 
about the hockey.

Alan explained that, because the team was in the Quebec league, there would be 
trips that required Dave to miss school for more than a week at a time.  He said 
the league was very rough but for the most part the goons fought with the goons 
and the rest of the players fought much less.  He said the team expected a huge 
commitment from all the players.  He also said that the team usually scheduled 
practice around school hours because they did recognize the importance of 
education.

Roger and Carol were obviously concerned about the missed school time.  Roger 
was very explicit when he explained to Dave, "Dave, you know that we support 
your sports completely.  We would love to see you get a scholarship for anything 
but the main purpose of the scholarship is to get a good education.  It is not 
about becoming a professional golfer or a professional hockey player.  If that 
happens, fine but only after you get a good education.  Are we agreeable on that 
point?"

Dave nodded, "Yes, Dad; I know that an education is the first and most important 
thing.  I really didn't expect this to happen.  I had no intention of playing 
competitive hockey this winter.  Last year was a lot of fun and winning a 
national hockey title was incredible but part of the fun was doing it with John.  
I guess one reason this is appealing to me is because I will be playing with him 
again.  We didn't see much of each other this summer and I missed that.  The 
other reason is I think it would be a great challenge.  I think I am seriously 
considering saying yes if you give me the okay."

Roger and Carol talked briefly and finally Carol spoke on behalf of both of 
them, "We have talked a lot about this since Alan suggested it might happen back 
in June.  Your father and I both agree you can play but your marks in school 
will be tied to whether you can play the whole year.  You have worked very hard 
to get your average over eighty and we are as proud of your school marks, as we 
are of all your sporting victories.  As long as you keep your average over 
eighty we will allow you to continue playing.  That will probably mean you have 
to study a lot more.  If you agree to that we will approve your playing with the 
Missiles."

Dave nodded excitedly - the thought of playing in a new and challenging league 
was something he had not considered and now he was actually thrilled with the 
idea.  He knew from previous years that once September arrived the amount of 
golf he played dropped drastically.  He found the family phone and dialed John's 
number.

John answered the phone.  Dave spoke enthusiastically, "Hi, John.  I've decided 
to play with the Missiles if they get my rights but make sure you tell them I 
plan to only play one year before going to a US College."

John was very pleased, "Great, I'll call Pierre-Andre right away.  I'm sure he 
will be very pleased."

Dave asked, "How was the game yesterday?"

John laughed, "Rough, really rough.  I had a goal and an assist.  We lost seven 
to five but the coaches were happy with our performance.  I also fought a rookie 
on the Cape Breton team - I laid a good beating on him."

Dave chuckled, "Any more battle scars?"

John replied, "No.  The trade will probably take most of a week.  It will 
probably be in the newspapers once an offer is made.  I'll call you if I hear 
anything.  See you later, Dave."

Dave said goodbye to John then went to find Jennifer.  They spent a quiet night 
together.  Jennifer and Dave had already discussed his decision to play and she 
was pleased his parents approved.

The week passed quickly.  The papers were filled with talk about the impending 
trade and both sides seemed to be jockeying for position.  The Missiles were 
telling reporters that Gatineau was asking too much for a midget age player and 
Gatineau were saying they controlled the rights to the number one midget 
prospect in the country and wouldn't give him away without a significant return.

By Friday, Dave was pretty tired of the speculation as to whether or not he 
would play.  Gatineau called him twice and each time he told them he would not 
consider moving to Gatineau to join their team.  He thanked them but was very 
honest when he said he would be leaving for a US college the following year and 
would not be available to play for any team after the current season.

Dave played golf twice during the week and didn't practice once.  He wanted to 
spend as much time with Jennifer as possible.  He had returned the calls from 
all the colleges and was getting very positive offers.  He was still undecided 
where to go so he booked some college tours to get an idea where he would like 
to go.  The AJGA website said he was allowed to visit up to ten different 
schools without breaking any eligibility rules.  He booked visits with Duke, 
Texas Tech, and with Tennessee.  The visits were to be scheduled for the fall.

On Friday Dave and Jennifer went to Brackley Beach with his sisters and while 
there he met up with Ken Jackson.  Ken told Dave he had just got home from 
trying out with Rimouski from the Quebec Major Junior League.  He said he got 
cut after only one week.  He further explained that the youth sensation Sidney 
Crosby was in the camp and he was truly incredible - even former NHL superstar 
Wayne Gretzky was predicting a bright future for the young sixteen year old.  
Dave knew Crosby was from Nova Scotia and had been expected to be the next Wayne 
Gretzky.

Ken further told Dave about a party that night and invited him to attend.  Dave 
asked Jennifer and she agreed.  Ken told Dave the address and said he would see 
him that night.

Dave and Jennifer had a good day at the beach.  Dave saw a lot of friends from 
school and spent a lot of time answering questions about his possible trade to 
the Missiles and also about winning the national golf title.  They arrived back 
at the campground for supper.  After sitting around talking with his parents for 
an hour, Dave went to get ready for the party.  Jennifer disappeared into her 
trailer to do the same.

Roger gave Dave the car after receiving his promise not to drink any alcohol.  
Dave was happy just to be going to the party; he didn't need to drink.  He and 
Jennifer left for town about eight o'clock.  They drove around town for an hour 
before going to the party.  Jennifer didn't know anybody at the party so she 
stayed pretty close to Dave's side; he really enjoyed seeing all his school 
friends.

About an hour after he and Jennifer arrived at the party, Katherine walked in 
with Charlie Feehan.  Dave hadn't noticed them at first but Charlie was already 
fairly drunk and he made a point off sticking his nose in one of Dave's 
conversations.  Katherine looked very meek under his arm and Dave quickly found 
a way out of the conversation and moved to another part of the house.

Dave was again talking to some friends with Jennifer at his side when Charlie 
found them and butted into the conversation again.  Dave again started to walk 
away when Charlie yelled at him, "What's the problem, MacDonald?  Is the big 
hockey and golf superstar to good to talk to me?  Are you jealous because I'm 
taking good care of your former girlfriend?"

Dave was instantly pissed off but he didn't want to start anything inside 
someone else's house.  He looked at his friends.  He knew he didn't have 
anything to prove to them so he just said, "Whatever you say, Charlie." and 
turned to walk away.

Dave could hear Katherine asking Charlie to leave when he heard, "Shut up, 
bitch! You're a fucking pussy, MacDonald!  A fucking chicken shit!"

Dave turned back towards Charlie and walked right up to him.  Without raising 
his hands or voice he calmly said, "You're an asshole.  I don't care what you 
call me but if you hurt Katherine or any girl, I will fucking rip you limb from 
limb.  That's a promise."

Dave turned to walk away and Charlie pushed him.  Dave smiled over his shoulder 
and nodded warningly at Charlie as he again moved to another area of the house.  
The host of the party, Darlene was in a panic; she was sure a big fight would 
break out but Dave assured the girl that he would not cause any trouble.

An hour passed and Dave didn't see any sign of Charlie again.  He and Jennifer 
were having a great time when a girl who knew both Dave and Katherine 
frantically pushed her way through the crowd to Dave.

She was in tears as she screamed, "Dave, please help!  Charlie has Katherine 
locked in a bedroom and we can hear her calling for help."

Dave quickly looked at Jennifer for approval to help.  She immediately said, 
"Go!"

Dave pushed his way through the crowd to the stairs.  He followed the girl up to 
the second floor.  They walked down a hallway where they could clearly hear 
Katherine crying for help.  Dave checked the door but it was locked - he 
immediately kicked at the door near the door lock and burst through the door.  
Splinters of wood flew everywhere as the whole doorframe disintegrated.  Charlie 
was on the bed on top of Katherine and he was screaming, "I'm tired of you 
holding out on me, bitch!  I want some now!"

Charlie was so drunk and intent on tearing Katherine's top open that he didn't 
even hear the door burst open.  Dave rushed to the bed and pulled Charlie off of 
Katherine.  Her top was totally ripped off and her bra was also torn open.  Dave 
briefly flashed back to the previous summer when Ann had been drugged and 
attacked by two college guys but this was much different.  Ann had been docile 
and incoherent while Katherine was pushing Charlie away as she cried and 
screamed in defense.

Dave grabbed Charlie, pushed him across the room then glared at him as he stood 
between him and Katherine.  Charlie was filled with rage and he was about to 
charge Dave when Ken Jackson grabbed him and twisted his hand behind his back.  
Ken was pushing Charlie's arm higher and higher and even as drunk as Charlie was 
he could feel the shooting pain in his shoulder.  Charlie finally dropped to his 
knees in pain.  Ken yelled at Charlie, "You're not fighting in this house.  I'm 
taking you outside.  Dave will come down in five minutes and if you're still 
here, you two can settle this outside."  Ken then whispered in Charlie's ear, 
"I've seen Dave fight.  You don't want to mess with him - he'll fucking kill 
you.  I can tell by the look in his eyes he's really pissed, so if I were you, 
I'd get the fuck out of here before you really get hurt."  Ken guided Charlie 
out the door.  Other than the noise and the damage to the door, there was huge 
crowd of people trying to bust into the room to see the action.  The crowd 
followed Charlie and Ken down the stairs hoping for more fighting.

Dave turned to Katherine and pushed a blanket over her.  She had covered herself 
up with her arms but the blanket covered more.  Dave hugged her and she started 
to sob in his arms.  Dave looked up at Jennifer and she simply nodded to tell 
him to continue consoling her.  Dave held her close and as he did all her 
familiar smells filled his lungs - suddenly he was aware of how much he missed 
her.  Jennifer pushed everyone out of the room and then moved to the bed beside 
Katherine.  She could see the sweet vulnerable girl that she had been so jealous 
of and she could also see why Dave was drawn to her.

Dave, Jennifer and Katherine sat quietly for five minutes before Dave whispered, 
"I have to go for a minute.  I'll be right back."

Katherine was clutching his arm as he pulled away.  He didn't want to go but he 
had heard what Ken said to Charlie and, if Charlie was still waiting outside, 
Dave was going to give him a beating he would never forget.

Jennifer moved closer to Katherine and Katherine quickly hugged her for support.  
As Dave walked towards the door, he glanced over his shoulder and was surprised 
to see his two favorite girls embraced in a comforting hug.  He could hear 
Jennifer reassuring her as he opened the damaged door.  The crowd in the hall 
had dispersed.  Dave found his way to the front door and as he strolled outside 
Ken was smiling at him, "That asshole is long gone."

Dave smiled with relief - he was so angry he didn't know what he might have 
done.  He walked over to Ken and shook his hand, "Thanks, dude.  I really 
appreciate your help."

Ken smiled, "Just looking after my star winger."  

Dave laughed as he walked back into the house.  The party had pretty much broken 
up and very few people remained in the house.  Dave saw Darlene, whose parents 
owned the house being consoled by one of her friends.  Dave walked over to her 
and apologized, "I'm sorry about the door, Darlene.  I'll pick up some supplies 
tomorrow and come back and fix it, okay?"

She looked surprised but thanked him, "Would you?  Really?"

Dave nodded, "I promise.  I'll even talk to my uncle who is really good at 
carpentry.  Tell your parents I will look after everything."

Darlene's face was filled with relief, "My parents are away until Sunday.  Do 
you really think you can have it fixed before they get back?"

Dave again nodded, "I'll do my best."

Dave stood at the bottom of the stairs looking up towards the bedroom where his 
current girlfriend was hugging his past girlfriend.  Somehow he had a feeling 
that this night had changed everything.  He placed his hand on the banister as 
he started to climb the stairs one by one.