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angry?”
                  “Trust me, that is the least of his concerns. Anyhow, would you want him to spend the next couple nights at your place?”
                  “Sure.”
                  Scott called his mom up at her office, and asked her about having Chris stay. Then he gave the phone to Mrs. Myers. She spoke for less than a minute, and gave the phone back to Scott. Once he said goodbye, he smiled at the fact Chris was allowed to come over.
                  “We have to do homework anyway, and tomorrow he will be in the finals.”
                  “If he wins today.”
                  “He has to win.”
                 
     

 
    Over at Scott's Place 
     
     
                  “Congrats... on today,” Scott told Chris. “By the way, mom said that she will be back by six tonight. We are to get supper on our own.”
                  “I have to be careful what I eat. Can't gain any weight.”
                  “You won't if you don't overeat. If you want we can work out later. I don't have the same equipment you have at home, but we could practice wrestling. I'm sure you could show me how you won today.”
                    Scott took his friend to the kitchen. He opened the fridge door and saw that his mother already had a few things prepared. “Maybe she had an idea that you would be here. No, that couldn't be.”
                  There was some pork chops prepared, that just needed reheated. She had seasoned them with Scott's favorite seasoning. She also included a bag salad that could be made in a few minutes.
                  “You sit at the table and I'll make us supper from this.”
                  Scott made sure everything looked just right when he placed it on the table. “I hope you like it. I know it isn't as big a celebration as the team will have tomorrow...”
                  “If we win the coach will take all the wrestlers out to eat. I'm hoping for Porky's.”
                  “Mom and I haven't been there yet. I know it is just down the street, but she is always busy at work or working on paperwork for the college.”
                  “You and I should go sometime. My treat.”
                  The two of them started eating. “At home we have to sit around the table while my father tells me all about how the problems of the world are sending us all downward.”
    The mention of a father made Scott look sad. He remembered just why his father left.
                  “You won't get judgment here. My mom has always loved me no matter how I screw up. I never told anyone, but I think that I can trust you. Mom didn't divorce dad because he cheated on her. She left him because he was beating on me. She came in one day when she was going for her PhD, and found him hitting me. That, and all the bruises she had found on me, told her it had been him that caused them.”
                  “I'm so sorry Scott.”
                  Chris walked over and put his arms around Scott. “Trust me Scott. You don't have to worry about being hurt.”
                  For some reason he felt that he could trust him.
                  Scott would have eaten a lot more than he did, but he didn't want to make his friend feel bad about his watching what he ate.
                  “While you eat I'll go get my lap top.”
                  “Good. I want to see those pictures of me.”             
    Scott knew he wouldn't get the chance to save the ones he had taken for himself on his external hard drive. Chris would see all the pictures.
                  Scott placed the card in the computer card reader included. His system had an I7 microchip processor, and went at top of the line