Amber...
The ride back was pretty quiet.
No arrogant Lexy yelling at me for driving the speed boat too high or anything.
She just held me closely all through the ride.
When we got back, she seemed tired and yawned tiredly and walked inside the house.
I stayed back a little longer and to wait for the other guy at the end of the dock to come get the boat and then when he came and got it, I went back inside.
For some reason, I felt slightly relieved telling Lexy all that stuff today.
I mean I didn't even tell her the whole story and it felt so good letting it off my chest.
It suddenly felt like she felt sympathy for whatever reason.
Something I don't want from anyone.
Another reason why I don't go around telling my story to people, because I don't want them feeling bad for me, it ma
