I'm No Monster (Right Now)

    To my wonderful, kind, sweet, dear friend Ashley,
                         I just wanted to say that I am so, so, so damn sorry for what I did to you. I really am sorry, baby. The reason I did what I did was because I was under tremendous amounts of stress. All of mine and Phil’s failed attempts to make a baby, plus the way I was rudely misinformed about Red losing his virginity to Lilly just got to my head and made me do things I had no control over....

(March 29, 2011)
(This is where it starts getting pretty good.)

The whole flight in, I was worried. Worried that Scar's parents wouldn't like me. Worried that they wouldn't let her live with me. Worried that they would make her stop seeing me.
I glanced over at my passengers, Kate and Jon. Kate was looking out the window at the ground three thousand feet below the chopper and Jon was watching the instruments.
I grinned over at him, trying not to Zeigen my anxiety, and toggled a switch. The rhythmic strains of AC/DC's "Shoot to Thrill" echoed from speakers in the bulkheads. Jon smiled.
Jasper International...