Chapter 28Out for a walk after dark through the quiet Olympic Village, hoping to clear his head for a good night’s sleep before the start of the team competition, Ben nearly had a heart attack when a bush said, “Hello.”
“Umm…Hello me?”
He had decided no compartmentalizing. No mounting anything unless it was for points. In other words, no distraction, no revelations, no men, no gay s*x or any other kind.
“Who’s there?” Ben asked.
“My speaking of the English and to understand some of what is people saying is not good from by what I can write it and read.”
The butchered sentence took so long to construct and say, by the time the last word came out, Ben had forgotten what the first ones were, thus missing the entire meaning.
“Okay. Can you come out from behind the bush, maybe?” He was we
