"That's not it," Derek told her as he bent to secure the lid on the paint can. "It's not him...it's me. I'm turning into him and I'm not sure how to stop it....I didn't ask for your help, because I didn't want you to get hurt....obviously....that decision hurt you and I wish I could take it back, but I can't."
Philip came forward, expression sheepish, and followed them. _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com
