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up to realize what had happened and she wished she could somehow take it all away before he found out. He would never have let this happen if they hadn’t been drinking. Neither of them would have. They’d tried so hard to stay morally clean for so many years. They weren’t like this. They really, really weren’t like this.
    As she walked along in the dark, she thought back to that sweet evening by the lake when she and Jason had made their pinky promise to stay virgins. In a fresh bout of sadness, she didn’t see a pot hole in the road and tripped and twisted her ankle and the pain made her cry even harder as she whispered, “Oh, Jason, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, I swear it.”
    Not only was she bawling, but she was limping terribly too when her mother pulled up beside her in the gravel. Wordlessly Kate got in and her mother turned around and headed back the way she had come, the only sound in the car Kate’s heart wrenching sobbing.
    Back at home, she looked her mother in the eye and then dropped her gaze and said simply, “I blew it, Mom. I let them talk me into drinking champagne, because it wasn’t really alcohol.” As she said this last, she made quote marks in the air with her hands.
    She shook her head again and wiped at the tears on her cheeks. “I knew better. In fact, I was furious at first. But I’ve always been able to trust his judgment and then when it was just Jason and me by the fire I had a sip of his. It must have affected my thinking right from the start. I don’t know how much I ended up drinking. I was so tired and it only made me worse. I’m so sorry. It’ll never happen again. I promise.”
    “What’ll never happen again, Katie?”
    Kate crumbled into sobbing again. “Oh, Mother, I don’t even know for sure. I don’t even remember. I just know I woke up with a splitting head and not nearly enough clothing.” For a second she couldn’t even speak. She turned away from her mom and headed for her room as she repeated, “I don’t even remember. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. Thank you for coming for me. I’m supposed to be at the restaurant at two. If I’m not up by one will you please wake me? Otherwise, let me sleep and not think about what a fool I am. I’m so sorry. I love you. Good night.”
    She’d made it to her room when she had to turn and rush into the bathroom to throw up again. Wiping her mouth, she reached to brush the compounded sour taste from her mouth. And she’d thought her head hurt when she woke up. It felt like it was going to burst after hurling.
    Reaching into her medicine cabinet, she shook out two aspirin and tossed them back and then groaned from the pain of moving her head too fast. She pulled the shower water on to warm up and stripped off the clothing she had found and tossed it into the garbage and then threw toilet paper in on top of it to hide it. That had been her favorite shirt, but she didn’t want to ever remember it again.
    After showering, she pulled on a pair of plain white panties, cut off sweats and an old t-shirt and limped in to literally fall into bed. With any luck, she’d kill over from this headache and not have to wake up and remember what an incredible, blithering fool she’d been. There was no question that she couldn’t say her prayers tonight. God was well aware of what had happened, but she couldn’t face him. What in the world had she done?
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    When the sun shining in Jason’s eyes woke him up to find himself alone and sans clothing, he knew he was in a lot of trouble.
    He had no idea where Kate was and the first thing he did was try to call her phone and check and make sure she was okay. It went straight to voice mail and next he tried her parents’ house. Her mother answered and while she was polite, and told Jason that yes, Kate had come safely home at three twenty that morning; she was definitely not the pleasant,