At Hank's football game, though, Paul got quite the surprise.
Hank was doing really well on the field, and even though Paul didn't really like or understand football, he was sitting in the front row cheering for his brother. He could see Hank and his friends on the benches whenever they weren't on the field, excitedly talking about all the places they could drive now, and he was just happy Hank was happy.
At halftime, while Hank was cooling off with some water and Paul was considering going to get something to eat, three of Hank's friends whispered together for a few moments, staring right at Paul, and then started to make their way over to him. Paul tensed, but held his ground. He could see Hank, suddenly alert and eyeing the group warily.
"Hey, Paul," one of the guys said as they all stopped right in front of him.
"Hey," Paul replied carefully.
"So we heard you were the one who helped Hank pass his driver's test the second time," Hank's friend went on. "Nice one."
"We wouldn't have thought there was anything in taking a deep breath," the second guy went on, "but you know something - it's been helping me when I take my new car out for a spin. Not that I get nervous," he added hastily.
"So we wanted to say - well, nice going," the third one added, arms folded and not looking directly at Paul, as though he was unused to giving compliments.
"Yeah," the first friend finished for all of them. "Guess you're all right after all, theatre boy." He punched Paul lightly in the arm. Paul automatically put up a hand to defend himself, but it was only a friendly punch, and it didn't hurt at all.
The three guys walked away, leaving Paul not quite sure of what had just happened.
"Were those three bothering you?" Hank's voice came from right behind Paul.
"No," Paul assured him. "I think now even your friends understand the power of just taking a deep breath."
Hank was doing really well on the field, and even though Paul didn't really like or understand football, he was sitting in the front row cheering for his brother. He could see Hank and his friends on the benches whenever they weren't on the field, excitedly talking about all the places they could drive now, and he was just happy Hank was happy.
At halftime, while Hank was cooling off with some water and Paul was considering going to get something to eat, three of Hank's friends whispered together for a few moments, staring right at Paul, and then started to make their way over to him. Paul tensed, but held his ground. He could see Hank, suddenly alert and eyeing the group warily.
"Hey, Paul," one of the guys said as they all stopped right in front of him.
"Hey," Paul replied carefully.
"So we heard you were the one who helped Hank pass his driver's test the second time," Hank's friend went on. "Nice one."
"We wouldn't have thought there was anything in taking a deep breath," the second guy went on, "but you know something - it's been helping me when I take my new car out for a spin. Not that I get nervous," he added hastily.
"So we wanted to say - well, nice going," the third one added, arms folded and not looking directly at Paul, as though he was unused to giving compliments.
"Yeah," the first friend finished for all of them. "Guess you're all right after all, theatre boy." He punched Paul lightly in the arm. Paul automatically put up a hand to defend himself, but it was only a friendly punch, and it didn't hurt at all.
The three guys walked away, leaving Paul not quite sure of what had just happened.
"Were those three bothering you?" Hank's voice came from right behind Paul.
"No," Paul assured him. "I think now even your friends understand the power of just taking a deep breath."
After Everett received his discharge papers and his crutches, Una asked him, "Are you hungry?" He said, "Yes, very." She said, "Okay. We'll get something to eat, then I'll take you home." After they ate dinner at a burger joint, they went back to Everett's apartment. Una decided to stay with Everett so that she could help him with whatever he needed. Mrs. Stratton approved of Una's decision. Everett's knee healed in a few days. After that, he and Una decided that they would start planning their wedding. It is a day that they are both looking forward to.
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Una, Everett, and Kaitlyn had dinner at a nice restaurant. As they ate, Una asked, "So, Kaitlyn, what are you majoring in?" Kaitlyn replied, "Well, I'm a biology major. I'm hoping to be a veterinarian." Una said, "You're an animal lover. That's great!" Kaitlyn said, "Yes, I've always been an animal lover. How about you?" Una replied, "Well, I always wanted a dog, but my mother is highly allergic. With that being said, I'm so busy with acting, I'm not sure I'd have time for one now." Kaitlyn said, "That's true. Dogs do require a lot of attention. I'm hoping to get one after I finish with veterinary school and get more settled." Everett smiled as he listened to Una and Kaitlyn's conversation. He was happy to see that they were getting along so well. He thought, This is wonderful. I think it'll work if Una and I decide to get married.
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