Taylor
				   Chapter Eleven
				     Remembering
	"Taylor," Callie asked,"Would you please tell me what happened to the
man that shot me. I know you said it's a long story, but we have a long time to
tell it.
	"I guesss, it'ss just that you'll think I'm crazy and some of things are
hard to explain."
	"I promise I won't think your crazy. If it doesn't make sense I'll just go
with the flow."
	"Well it started along time ago. We've been friends since we were
born. Zac and Ike have been close to you, but we were best friends. The  last
time my brothers and I left to go on your I missed you so much. When we got
back Zac and Ike were kidnapped, then you and I were kidnapped when you
were in the hospital to hang out with me. When we got back to this place we
were in you looked really disturbed so I tried to comfort you and...."
	"And what?"
	"Well I sorta overdid it and let more feelings than friendship out. We
talked and we agreed to see how it worked out and to make sure our
friendship came before anything else. then the people came home and one,
named Sam tried to, um, assult you sexually, so you kicked him and he got
really mad and shot you.  I thought you were dead. He'he left the gun in my
reach and..."
	I burst out crying. Callie put her arms aroundd me. It felt good to now
that she cared.
	"It's okay," she whispered into my ear. "It'll be alright. Can you finish?"
	"I guess," I said in a shaky voice. "I grabbed it and shot him I know it
was wrong but I was so upset. I thought I had lost you forever. I couldn't
stand him living and you fallen cold and dead upon the floor."
	"Shh, it's okay I understand. Please don't cry.' Callie begged.
	"I'm sorry I feel like a lunatic."
	"Of curse you're not a lunatic, you're my friend."
	This soothed me a little, soon Callie fell asleep and I curled up into the
hard plastic chair.