She kind of lost control of time, and just vaguely saw, understood what was happening around her. As if her life passed by like a stroboscope.She remembered leaving the disco-bar early in the morning. Lisa and Dalmar were an official couple at that time holding hands and making out. Both seemed to be totally in love with one another.Donna heavily leaned on Trixy, who was pretty much under the influence of alcohol too. Even though she had not been allowed to drink by Donna. They decided to grab something to eat at a local bar. Most of the local boys didn’t go with them, but Dwayne, Dalmar and another friend stayed with them.Next thing Donna recalled was driving home to the hotel. She sat in the back of a car, together with Trixy, and Lisa was in another car with her Dalmar. Trixy was looking at her kind of worried, but as Donna had a clear moment, she explained her she needed to drink a lot of water, and she needed a shower.And next everything became a blur again.They were brought. I don't know. What day is it?I check my phone. Sunday. Dang, I completely lost track. I have to get to church.Coffee forgotten, I get to my room and into the shower. Wet, wash, rinse, dry, teeth brush, hair comb, deodorant for my B-O, dress in slacks and Polo shirt then out the door in my old truck. I arrive at church and one of the men directing traffic motions me down an aisle where there are open spots. I grab one and exit my truck with Bible in hand. I walk up the familiar steps of the church and get a funny feeling that I'm being watched. I look around and notice that several of the people there are watching me. Strange. I usually don't draw that much attention. I spot an old friend Greg. I walk over to him and say Hi."Paul, oh my gosh. I didn't expect to see you here. How are you doing?" He gives me a firm embrace. Not a hug, a firm embrace."I'm doing ok. Yesterday really wiped me out so I spent the rest of the day and into the night just sitting around." Yes, I can understand..
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