I collapsed on my bed, hardly saying a word to mom and dad. This night had been nearly perfect, down to those very lips of his. Ransom, he would be back. Someday, he'd be back, maybe not til years from now. He was still too proud and cocky to admit it, but i can wait. Mom wanted to make sure that everything was alright, so she came up, knocked gently, and came in. I told her, that Ransom had been a perfect gentleman, because after all, 'he owed it to me' not that I neccessarily believed it. but mom wouldn't know any better. And so Ransom wouldn't meet an untimely death, and no one expected any more dates.