you were gone. I wrote to you, three or four letters a week, but you never wrote back. Why Bobby?" she whispered. "The pain of loosing you was so bad I spent almost the whole first year at the bottom of Jack Daniel's bottles. My gut hurt so much that I went to the doctor thinking I had an ulcer. Then I was on a quest to find, and fuck every girl I could get my hands on. Once I had them, that was it and I dumped them. I now believe I was trying to get back at all women for what I believed you had done to me." "I'm so sorry Robert. I have never really forgiven my parents for the pain they caused both of us. Were any of those girls ... better than me?" "Shit ... Are