Book: Fox hole

"Home" he whispered, needing to hear that word. Sounded unusual and almost unrealistic. It scared and fascinated at the same time, causing the heart to beat faster, yielding solid blows to the chest.

Neil looked at key, who now clutched in the palm of your hand. "Home" he whispered, needing to hear that word. Sounded unusual and almost unrealistic. It scared and fascinated at the same time, causing the heart to beat faster, yielding solid blows to the chest.
"Welcome home, Neil".

Despite all the promises, Andrew, Neil was sure he would leave the University Palmetto feet forward before spring comes. And it seemed, even getting used to the idea. The last few months of his life he will spend as Neil Josten striker Lisov state University saw Palmetto. He will die a disciple of Kevin, a teenager with a promising future, and his death will be a real tragedy. It sounded better than dying completely alone and scared somewhere half a world away.

Miniard removed a cigarette, placed it between her lips, warm and put the key in the empty hand Costena. Neil loosened his fingers to look at him. Engraved logo talked about the fact that it is a copy. For which it was intended, Neil didn't know, but it took him literally two seconds to figure out. Andrew used this key to open the door, and he was removed from the ligament, when Neil approached. And now Miniard just handed it to Neil.

- I have no feelings to no one and to nothing, - said Andrew. - Remember this ...

What are we to do with balance on the field? - thinking out loud day.
Nicki already made a restless movement.
- Kevin, the man died. I mean, forever died.
- No great loss.

Behind Neil small company tried to squeeze to the bar stock, almost pushing him into Andrew. Miniard did not stagger under the weight of his body. He was a pillar, you can rely on, something strong, gusty, but firmly. Neil tried to remember when was the last time he could rely on anyone. It seemed terrifying and liberating at the same time. His life more did not belong to him - he gave it to Andrew and hoping that he will be able to keep it.

Putting a hand on yourself first, then Neil, Andrew continued:
- Remember our game? Once again, we played the honesty, at least until then, until I get tired. So, now you're very honest with me and tell me what I gotta do to make you stay.
Here's a little honesty - Neil thought for a moment, I like you and don't call me confidence.
- A mutually - agreed Andrew. Only it changes nothing.

He said "no" - instead of greeting said Andrew. - Nothing to add.
Neil thought it was just part of the show, but Roland returned with an empty glass and sealed soda. As soon as the bartender left to mix other drinks, Neil ran her finger along the glass, by checking for powder residue.

I don't believe in family.
- And who now believe?
It was strange to hear this from Nicky, considering that two of his brothers played with him in same team. But, judging by his heavy sigh, Hammick perfectly understood the feelings Neil. Nicky has depicted fingers to quotation marks in the air and as soon as he spoke, Neil immediately knew who belonged to these words. But it is hardly the voice of Andrew sounded just as tired when he said it, "family ties do not make us family."

I don't believe in family.
- And who now believe?

- How would you explain it? Nicky thought for a moment, trying to find words, and then scored on this and continued: - You, of course, and he can squander the money, but let Andrew give you things if he wants to. He usually do not like to make gifts, so it was kind of funny.

And I have a choice? grinned Neil.
- Today - is.

Nicky waved a hand in front of Aaron, attracting his attention:
- Faster over the last couple of months we managed to say something terribly incriminating?
- In addition to your endless inappropriate comments that describe what would you like to do to him, like, nothing more. Looks like you managed to discredit himself in two languages, - said Aaron, glancing at Neil.