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October 17, 1981, McKinley, Ohio

There was a knock at the door just before 6:00pm and I was sure it was the girls so I called out for them to come in. As expected, it was Jeannette and Marie.

“Ready for hot meat between buns and slurping creamy white liquid?” Jeannette teased.

“My bedroom is right there!” I grinned.

“Should we leave you two the room?” Marie smirked.

“Dinner first, then dessert!” Jeannette laughed.

I took Angie’s hand and the four of us left the dorm and headed for the burger joint just off campus. I laughed and shook my head when all three girls ordered vanilla shakes. I was pretty sure what was going to happen, and I was proved right a few minutes later when our drinks were delivered. All three of them sucked on their straws, then opened their mouths to show me the vanilla milkshake, then made a big show of swallowing.

I decided I could have a bit of fun on my own.

“Do that again, Angie,” I grinned.

She did, and showed me her tongue. I moved and quickly kissed her, sharing our first French kiss. Jeannette and Marie gasped then laughed. I broke the kiss and looked smugly at the two girls across the table.

“I’d pay money to see you do THAT for real!” Marie laughed.

“Money, hell!” Jeannette laughed. “I’d blow him to see him do that!”

“Is that an offer?” I grinned.

“Eat your dinner!” she laughed.

“I can think of at least one better use for his mouth,” Marie teased.

The girls all laughed and I smiled. I was very much enjoying the company, and the teasing. While I enjoyed the sober, intellectual conversations, this was fun. I was laughing and the girls were laughing and I liked it. A lot. Most importantly it helped me take my mind off the situation with Nancy. I really wanted to talk to her, but she’d made a point of avoiding me, so there wasn’t much I could do until she wanted to talk. Tuesday would be interesting, but I wasn’t going to worry about it until then. I pushed those thoughts from my mind and concentrated on the girls.

“Where are you from?” I asked.

“Mason,” Marie said. “Not far from King’s Island.”

“Shawnee Hills,” Jeannette said. “Just north of Columbus.”

“Majors? I’m biochemistry for pre-med, if Angie didn’t tell you.”

“She did,” Jeannette said. “Sociology.”

“English lit,” Marie said. “with a secondary education certificate.”

We talked a bit about our classes while we finished eating, then left the restaurant.

“Ice cream?” Marie asked.

“Only if all three of you get soft-serve cones,” I teased.

The girls laughed.

“I think you’ve created a monster, Angie!” Marie laughed.

“He learns quickly,” Jeannette replied. “The number one trait for consideration for any boyfriend!”

“You were the one who said dessert was slurping creamy white liquid!” I teased.

“And you’ll kiss me after I swallow it?”

I had an uneasy feeling as if we’d moved to a new level, beyond just being silly, and I didn’t feel comfortable.

“I’d need Angie’s permission,” I said.

“What?”

“I’m not going to do anything to upset her,” I said.

“Well that got serious fast,” Marie said.

I nodded, “Sorry, I just felt uneasy.”

“We may have pushed too far, too fast,” Jeannette said. “Let’s go get our ice cream and we’ll tone it down a bit.”

“Thanks,” I said.

We got our ice cream at Verner’s and sat at a table inside. The conversation was seriously toned down from what it had been before, and when we finished our ice cream, we walked back to the dorm. Jeannette and Marie said ‘good night’ and Angie and I went to my room. I put on All Shook Up by Cheap Trick. I sat down on the couch next to Angie as the first phrases of Stop This Game came from the speakers.

“That teasing was all OK,” Angie said, snuggling close.

“I just felt weird,” I said, putting my arm around her.

“It’s a fine line between innocent teasing and flirting, and flirting with a purpose.”

“Which was that?” I asked.

“Let’s just say a different response from you might have gotten you what you were teasing about.”

“Which is what concerned me,” I said. “I know we’re not a couple, but after what you told me about your boyfriend and your friend, it just felt wrong.”

“I appreciate it, but as I said, I have no claims on you. If you ARE interested in either of them, well, we’re not even really dating yet...”

“And you would be OK with that?”

“I didn’t say that at all. Remember what I said about accepting the consequences of your actions. Maybe, in the end, it wouldn’t make a difference, but I’m not sure. When it comes right down to it, it’s up to you, but it’s a risk.”

“Not one I’m interested in taking. I do have a question for you, though.”

“Your friend back home?”

“Yes. She’s dating and I’m dating, but we’ll probably see each other when I go home at Thanksgiving.”

“And you wonder how that would affect us?”

I nodded, “I just want to know what the rules of the game are. Then I can decide what to do.”

“You were burned by assumptions with your girlfriend here.”

“Exactly. I don’t want to make the same mistake twice.”

“Well, as I said earlier, we aren’t a couple and I don’t own you or control you. I mean, I wouldn’t if we were a couple, but you know what I mean, right?”

“I do.”

“I suppose it depends what you’re looking for and what you want from me. And what you’re willing to offer. We both have to agree on the same set of rules or it’s going to end miserably. I like hanging out with you and if you want to just keep doing that, you can pretty much do what you want. If you want more than some kissing, then I need more. If you’re just looking for fun, I’m not the girl you want. Marie or Jeannette would be better choices in that case. Neither of them wants a steady boyfriend. They just want to have fun, if you get my drift.”

“They were pretty clear about that,” I said.

Angie laughed, “They weren’t even half as outrageous as I’ve seen them be! They had a bit of mercy on you. I can tease and joke with them, but like you, I need to stop before it gets out of control. They prefer it get out of control, if they like the guy. And they seemed to like you. Heck, they probably like you enough you could have both of them.”

My brain nearly short-circuited at the mental images caused by THAT thought. Two girls at once? It took me a minute before my brain began working enough to respond, but Angie spoke first.

“You looked like you were about to have a stroke or something,” she laughed. “You had that image in your mind?”

I nodded, “Uh, yeah.”

“Wait! You had never considered that before?”

I shook my head, “I had enough trouble trying to manage a relationship of any kind with one girl, let alone even THINK seriously about something like that! Sure, the occasional joke was made, but never in a way I actually considered it. You were serious?”

Angie giggled and shrugged, “You’d have to ask. But that’s probably a red line for me, if you know what I mean.”

“Uh, yeah, I could see that. Why would you even think about putting up with something that outrageous?”

“Mike, that’s not even barely scraping the surface of outrageous,” Angie said quietly. “You weren’t kidding about being sheltered.”

I shrugged, “I guess I never saw that as a bad thing.”

“It’s not, so long as you’re open-minded and not afraid to learn new things.”

“Like that?” I chuckled.

“If you had that chance, and I wasn’t here, what would you do?”

“I have no idea. I mean, sure the crazy images in my head were VERY interesting, but I know myself well enough to know I’d probably freak out if the actual possibility presented itself.”

“It is one of the top fantasies amongst men!”

“Until five minutes ago, I never even considered the possibility. And it’s not real, anyway, because I like spending time with you.”

“You’re passing up a chance at wild, crazy, uninhibited, no-strings-attached sex with TWO girls, in favor of sitting here cuddling with me?”

“Yes.”

“You may be a keeper after all.”

October 18, 1981, McKinley, Ohio

“You’re sure about this?”

“Yes. After last night, it makes sense, doesn’t it?”

“OK, then let’s go.”

Angie and I left the dorm and headed for my car for the drive to Saint Michael the Archangel Church. She’d shown up at my door earlier that morning, asking if I wanted her to go along. I’d said she was welcome, and asked her to meet me in my room at 8:30am. The only minor kink in the matter was going to confession during Matins. I explained that to Angie who was used to the Roman Catholic ‘priest in a box’ confession used by the Romans.

When we arrived at church, I let one of the acolytes know I wanted Father Nicholas to hear my confession. He went into the altar and came back a moment later to let me know that Father would hear my confession during the Canon, which was the normal time for confession during Matins. I moved back to stand with Angie as Matins began. After psalms, prayers, litanies, hymns and the Gospel, the congregation recited Psalm 50 and then the choir began singing the Canon.

Father Nicholas came out and stood before the icon of Christ and signaled for me to join him. He said the prayer before confession then asked me my sins. I plainly and simply told him about having sex with Emmy and Becky, without using names, and the struggles I was having. He gently quizzed me on my feelings and my intentions, simply asking questions without making any comments. I also confessed other things where I’d felt I’d fallen short of the mark, and Father Nicholas listened intently.

“Michael,” he said when I finished, “I can declare God forgives you of the things for which you have repented. For the other things, I can only agree with you that you have fallen short of the mark in a serious way, and do my best to help you deal with your struggles. I want you to follow the fasting rules strictly, pray each morning and evening, and read the daily Scripture readings, the text for the saints of the day, and the appointed Psalms. Do you promise to do these things?”

“Yes, Father.”

“Then it would be very unwise of me to deny you the very medicine for which you come to the Church. If in your heart you feel you can approach the chalice in love for God and in humility, then do so. But as you know, if your heart is not right, the medicine of immortality becomes a deadly poison.”

“I understand, Father.”

“Then, may our Lord and God Jesus Christ, through the grace and bounties of his love towards mankind, forgive you my child, Michael, your transgressions; and I, an unworthy priest, who has no power to forgive, but through the power given to me by Him, do declare you to be forgiven and absolved from all the sins which you have confessed and for which you have repented: In the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.”

He removed his epitrachil from my shoulders, and returned to the altar. I went to stand next to Angie and listened to the remainder of the canon, then the prayers and hymns which led directly into the Divine Liturgy. As I prayed and listened I contemplated the icon of Christ and the status of my heart. It had been a long time since I’d partaken of the Eucharist, and I felt the burning need to do so. When the time came, I joined the line and moved forward, my arms crossed across my chest.

Before I stepped forward, I made a metania, touching my hand to the rug, then making the sign of the cross, before crossing my arms again. I stepped up and tilted my head back, and opened my mouth.

“The servant of God, Michael, partakes of the precious and all-holy Body and Blood of our Lord and God and Savior Jesus Christ, unto the remissions of sins and unto life everlasting.”

Father Nicholas tipped the spoon, allowing the consecrated bread and wine to pour from the spoon and into my mouth.

“Amen,” I said, then moved to my left to receive the antidoron and blessed, but not consecrated, wine. I ate the bread and sipped the wine, then picked up a piece of bread to take to Angie, as was the Orthodox custom for those who could not receive the Eucharist for whatever reason. I handed it to her.

“It’s blessed bread,” I whispered, “not communion bread. It’s meant to share in the feast if you cannot partake.”

She nodded and ate the bread. About twenty minutes later, when the service ended, we joined the rest of the congregation in the basement for coffee and bagels. I suppressed a chuckle when I saw a very disappointed look on the face of a cute girl who looked to be sixteen or seventeen. I’d recalled seeing her when I’d been at church before and had no doubt some «бабушка» had identified me as a possible match.

We spoke with a few teens and a couple of adults, then we walked over to Mr. Sokolov. After I introduce Angie as my friend, I let him know that Paula was covering for me for my afternoon shift because I had something I needed to do.

“I interviewed three students this week. If it’s OK with you, I’d like to reassign your Tuesday and Thursday hours to one of them. And if Paula wants the Sunday hours, she could have them.”

I nodded, “That’s perfect. Starting when?”

“Work this Tuesday and Thursday, then you’ll only have Saturdays until you tell me otherwise.”

“Perfect! «Большое спасибо».”

“«Пожалуйста». I will see you next Sunday, Mikhail Petrovich!”

“Yes.”

“Good!”

Angie and I finished our coffee and bagels, said ‘goodbye’ to Mr. Sokolov and left the church.

“You speak Russian?” Angie asked.

“Like a retarded six-year-old!” I chuckled. “That much I could handle. Saying ‘Thank you very much’. It gets tricky once it gets past the basic conversation and polite phrases, because I don’t use it all that much. I used to speak better.”

“And what was that with your name?”

“Michael Peter is my legal name, but in Russian, it’s ‘Mikhail Petrovich’, which is Michael, son of Peter. My sister Liz is ‘Elizaveta Petrovna’, which is Elizabeth, daughter of Peter.”

“That’s cool. So your kids would get your first name as their middle name?”

“It’s not technically a middle name; it’s a patronymic. But it works out the same. So my sons would get ‘Michael’ and my daughters ‘Michelle’. Or in Russian, ‘Mikhailovich’ and ‘Mikhailovna’.”

“That’s kind of cool. Your last name isn’t Russian, is it?”

“No, it’s Dutch. Some of my dad’s ancestors were here before the US was founded. My mom is Rachel Mikhailovna Loucks. I’m named for my maternal grandfather, Mikhail Ivanovich Borodin. He and my grandmother emigrated from Russia.”

“So his dad’s name was Ivan, then?”

“Yes. That’s ‘John’ in English. If I followed the pattern, I would name my first son ‘John Michael’, though ‘Peter Michael’ would be possible, too.”

“Wild! Well, that’s a LONG way off!”

“For sure!” I agreed.

“So what’s your penance? I mean, if I’m allowed to ask.”

I chuckled, “Your usual one is some Hail Marys and Our Fathers, or maybe a decade of the rosary, right?”

“Pretty much, yeah. My dad says it’s like a car wash - drive in, get clean, drive out!”

I laughed, “Wow! That’s crazy.”

“Forty-five-minute-long Saturday evening masses, too. We just spent, what, three-and-a-half hours in church?”

“Roughly, yes.”

“So will you share?”

“I have to say morning and evening prayers, which take about ten minutes each, the daily scripture readings, the appointed Psalms, read the short text for the saint of the day, and keep the Wednesday and Friday fasts, plus the other fasting days.”

“For how long?”

“Until I die.”

“Say what?!”

“I do some of that already, anyway. I say my prayers after I come back from our run. That one reason I have the icons, votive lamp and censer in my room.”

“Isn’t that kind of harsh?”

“Not really. If you’re faithful you do those things. We did them fairly regularly at home so it’s more or less a pattern. One thing I’m not doing, which he also didn’t ask me to do, is come to church on Wednesdays and Saturdays. But he knows how busy college students are, and if I’m praying and fasting, he’s not going to push the issue.”

“OK, this is totally out of line, but will you tell me what you did?”

“Got laid,” I said honestly.

She laughed, “You actually went up there, stood face to face with the priest, and told him you had sex?”

“I did, but I wasn’t face-to-face with the priest. I was face-to-face with the icon of Christ, thus standing before HIM with the priest there as my witness.”

“Wait, you don’t confess to the priest?”

“Nope. Directly to God. The priest is only there as a witness.”

“And he forgave you for having sex?”

“Nope.”

“Then how did you go to communion?”

“It’s called «ekonomia», which is similar to the word it sounds like in English. It carries the meaning ‘dispensation’ in this context. If he did the opposite, pretty much every teen and young adult would be forbidden from receiving the very medicine they need to cure their ills. Our true illness is mortality; sin is just a symptom. The Chalice contains the medicine of immortality, in the form of consecrated bread and wine.”

“Do you believe it turns into the actual body and blood of Christ?”

I shrugged, “That’s not the right question. We reject the whole Scholastic argument for transubstantiation with regard to accidents and essence and all that philosophical argumentation. That debate is pretty much meaningless for the Orthodox. It simply doesn’t matter to us. In the end, we believe God is present in the Chalice. How that happens is a mystery. In fact, that’s the word we use for ‘sacrament’. We say ‘mystery’. I’m content to leave it that way and not worry about it. It’s like the icons which manifest the thing represented. They aren’t ‘mere’ symbols as the West would say, but bring to us the true presence of the saints.”

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April 30, 1982, Circleville, Ohio “Mom and Dad are out tonight,” Katy said. “Let’s cook together!” “Sure. What did you have in mind?” “Well, now that you have no restrictions because we don’t fast during the Paschal period, I was thinking two small filets, small lobster tails, and broccoli. Surf and turf, I guess.” “That sounds awesome!” I said, then smirked, “What about dessert?” Katy laughed softly, “I have some ideas!” “I bet!” I chuckled. “But we need to make sure we’re on the same...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 40 The Beast With Two Backs

October 12, 1981, McKinley, Ohio “Well THAT stinks,” Nancy said on Tuesday afternoon. “What happens now?” “I don’t know yet. I talked to Doctor Norris this morning after my chem mid-term and he’s confident nothing will happen. The problem is, I’m sure I’ve made an enemy of the Dean, and any minor slip-up on my part is going to become a Federal case.” “But why you?” “I had the misfortune to draw someone who felt she could use the discrimination procedure to get something she couldn’t...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 46 Tears For Fears

November 8, 1981, McKinley, Ohio “Do you want me to disappear?” Angie asked as we walked into the dorm after church. “Why? Emmy knows I’m dating you. She’s not jealous. You know she’s coming to visit and she knows you know. It would be REALLY dumb to invite her here otherwise, don’t you think?” “Guys have been known to do dumb things from time to time!” “Not ones who want you to stick around.” “You do remember I told you my High School boyfriend screwed a close friend of mine behind my...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 72 You Need To Grow Up

Great and Holy Friday, April 16, 1982, McKinley, Ohio As Angie and I stood quietly waiting for the Lamentations service to begin late on Friday, I thought about the series of services which had brought us here - Bridegroom Matins on Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday evenings; Holy Unction on Wednesday evening; a Vesperal Divine Liturgy on Thursday morning celebrating the Last Supper, the Twelve Gospels service Thursday evening, celebrating the passion; the Royal Hours kept all day Friday; and...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 45 Derailed

November 2, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio “I did not come here for a lecture,” I said firmly. “I did what I felt was in Liz’s best interest. Again. Dad said we needed to talk, and I’m willing to talk. I am NOT willing to listen to a lecture.” “You do not decide what is best for your sister,” Mom said. “That is for your father and me, as well as the professionals.” “And what is Dad’s opinion on this?” I asked. “That is not the point, Mike!” I sighed. We’d been going around in circles on the...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 66 Second Base and a First Kiss

March 5, 1982, Circleville, Ohio “What became of that police investigation?” Mrs. Malenkov asked when I arrived at Katy’s house on Friday evening. “Nothing so far. They haven’t caught the rapist. The school added some security and started a service to walk girls to and from class or work after dark.” “Why did they check on you, specifically?” “The suspect has brown hair and is about 5’10” and I came into the dorm maybe an hour after it happened. At first they had reports it was a black...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 16 The Joy of Sex

August 16, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio Liz threw her arms around me on Sunday morning when I walked out of my room. “Thank you! Thank you!” I hugged her tightly to me. “Mom let you out of ‘house arrest’?” “Yes. And I know you’re responsible. If you weren’t my brother, I’d kiss you!” “Just remember, you have to behave, because if you don’t...” “I know,” she sighed. “I’m on parole. Did Mom tell you that Paul agreed to plead guilty to one count of statutory rape and one count of oral sodomy...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 50 From Bad to Worse

November 23, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio On Monday morning, just after breakfast there was a knock at the door. I got up from the couch and went to open it. “Phil?” “Hi, Mike. Can we come in?” “We?” “This is Mrs. Laramy from Family Services.” “Hang on a second.” I went to the kitchen to get my dad, who followed me back to the foyer. “Hi, Phil,” Dad said. “What’s up?” “This is Mrs. Laramy from Family Services.” “Mr. Loucks? I have an order here to take custody of Elizabeth.” “What?!...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 6 Juggling Act

May 31, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio On Sunday morning as I dressed for church, I faced the true reality of what happened the previous night. My make-out sessions with April had, except on that single instance where I’d fondled her sweater-clad breast for more than a second or two, not gone far enough to be included in my confession. What had happened the previous night certainly had. I now faced effectively the same dilemma I would have faced had April and I gone to the motel after Prom. I...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 19 Several Dates

August 21, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio On Friday morning, Mr. Mills called just after 6:00am to let me know that Jocelyn had gone into surgery, and that it would likely be mid-afternoon before he had any news. I thanked him and sat down at the table in the kitchen with a mug of tea I made and read the Rutherford Tribune. Nobody else was up, and I enjoyed the quiet for about an hour before my parents came into the kitchen. “Was that Jocelyn’s dad who called at 6:00am?” my dad asked. “Yes. I...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 60 Use by Date

February 13, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “I visited Ohio State yesterday,” Nancy said when we had a chance to chat on Saturday morning. “And?” “I’m pretty sure I’m going to Taft like we talked about because I can live at home. But the tour was cool and our tour guides were absolutely hysterical.” “Oh?” “Yeah. A guy and his fiancée. He’s a criminal justice major and wants to be a US Marshal. She’s in pre-law and wants to be a criminal defense lawyer. They told some of the funniest stories about...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 70 Sorting Things Out Part I

April 4, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “Mishka!” Tasha squealed, hugging me tightly, but quickly releasing me because we were in the narthex of the church. “Hi, Tasha!” I said with a smile. She grabbed my hand and led me to the church hall where we got some food and coffee, then sat down by her parents. “Michael, how is school going?” Deacon Vasily asked. “All A’s so far, and I should finish the semester with a 4.0 average.” “Very good. And you’re attending church regularly?” “Yes. Every...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 9 Jos and Mik

June 6, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio After Vespers on Saturday, I spent a few minutes talking to Tasha. “My dad isn’t sure karate is ‘ladylike’,” she said. “The uniforms cover more than those nice dresses you wear during the Summer!” “You noticed, Mike?” she asked with a soft laugh. “If I may be «некультурный», yes, of course! It’s difficult to miss a pretty girl with a nice body!” “Thank you! But do NOT say that around my dad! He’ll never let you see me again!” “So the answer is ‘no’?” “I...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 32 Friends In Need

September 26, 1981, McKinley, Ohio “What?!” I gasped. “How is she?” “I don’t know, and that’s the God’s honest truth. Her dad called from Rutherford Hospital and asked me to call you. All he said was that they were working on her.” “I’m leaving in about three minutes. That’s what I’ll need to get dressed.” “What about Becky?” “I’ll bring her, I guess. I can’t imagine her parents are going to be in Rutherford.” “She’s there with you?” “Yes. Beat me up about that later! I’m on my way to...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 38 Twelve Times

October 10, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio I froze and realized my first inclination to go back to McKinley had been the right one. I’d thought my talk with Becky the previous weekend had resolved the issue, but I was very clearly mistaken. I could actually go back. It was early enough, and I hadn’t told Tasha I was going to be home, so she wouldn’t be upset, and a phone call would make her very happy as the two I’d made so far had done. But there was one problem - all I could hear in my head was...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 39 A Summons

October 11, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio On Sunday morning, Becky and I got out of bed and snuck across the hall to the bathroom, where we got into the shower together. “Thank you,” she said as I lathered shampoo in her hair. “I was afraid you’d say ‘no’ and I’d have missed that.” “You’re OK?” I asked. “Mike, it’s what I wanted from the day I met you. I just knew you’d be perfect. You let me do exactly what I wanted and how I wanted. As I said, patient and gentle.” “You weren’t very gentle...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 47 Should I Feel Guilty

November 9, 1981, McKinley, Ohio “OK?” I asked, shocked enough that I was rocked back in my seat. “Yes. OK.” “OK to WHAT?” I asked warily. “Getting married.” “You can’t be serious! You’re afraid of French kissing and you want to get married?” Angie smirked, “Gotcha! You should see the look on your face!” “Nice.” I laughed. “You did get me!” “Sorry, I figured at that point I needed to do something to change the mood.” “By making my heart stop?!” “Oh, come on! The first thought that...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 56 Now I Understand

January 4, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “And so another semester begins,” I said when I met Angie at the elevators on Monday morning. “I saw your class schedule was basically the same.” “The only real change is I have the creative writing core requirement replacing the scientific writing class. I am so glad I chose to take those in the order I did - it made all the difference in the world for doing the lab reports.” “I’m not complaining! I ended up with an A in biology which I NEVER would have...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 57 Sorting Things Out

January 12, 1982, McKinley, Ohio Influenza was making the rounds of the dorm, and just about everyone had it by Tuesday morning, including me. I dragged myself out of bed, realized there was no way I was going to run, and climbed back into bed. I took some decongestant tablets from the box on the shelf next to my bed and swallowed them with a gulp of water. I hoped to fight the worst symptoms and be able to make it to lab. Angie had already said she wasn’t going to run, so I stayed in bed...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 58 Hangups

January 25, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “I have a message for Michael Loucks,” a young man announced just as biology class ended. “That’s me,” I said. “Dean Parker would like to see you immediately.” “I’ll go with you, Mike,” Doctor Stanton said. I had no clue what she could possibly want, but I appreciated Doctor Stanton coming with me. We made our way to the administration building. “I’m here to see Dean Parker,” I said. “I’m Mike Loucks.” “One moment,” the young woman at the desk...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 59 Role Reversals

January 31, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “You’re STILL struggling with that issue?” Jocelyn asked during our regular Sunday afternoon call. “Does it really surprise you?” “No, I suppose it doesn’t. I think the circumstances of the last year really caused you some serious heartache and anguish, and I’m not just talking about you and me. If you think about it, you and Emmy were ripped apart by her dad; you and Nancy were ripped apart by her difficulty with commitment; you and I were ripped apart by...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 2 The First Day of the Rest of Your Life

May 23, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio “Good morning, Mike!” my mom said when I arrived at the kitchen table for breakfast. “Hi, Mom,” I said. “What do you have planned for today?” “It’s all on the calendar, just like it has been since I could write,” I replied with a smile. “I work from 8:00am to noon, then I have my Saturday karate class at 1:00pm. Dale and I are playing chess after that, and Vespers are at 6:00pm. I’m taking April to the movies after church.” “What are you going to...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 30 Rocks and Shoals

September 19, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio “Why are you sending me such mixed signals?” “Mixed signals?” Jocelyn and I were sitting on the couch, and she was cuddled next to me, at least as best she could, given her obvious discomfort from the injuries, catheter, and physical therapy. I had thought a lot after my talks with Doctor Hart, as well as my talks with Nancy. One thing I was seriously concerned about was getting more deeply involved with Nancy and messing things up with Jocelyn. I...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 43 A Terrible Accusation

October 30, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio “Hi,” Jocelyn said when her dad led me into the living room. “Hi! I’m glad to see you at home.” “And we’re glad to have her home,” Mr. Mills said. “If you need anything, let us know.” I went over to sit next to Jocelyn on the couch. She scooted close and I put my arm around her. She sighed, kissed my cheek, and then snuggled. “I was glad to hear from Doctor Henderson that you could leave the hospital.” “And you should be seeing your sister!” “I will....

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 65 Defining Relationships

March 1, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “I have a meeting with the Dean to get permission to put up the flyers this afternoon,” Kurtis said at lunch. “We’ll only be escorting girls from our dorm. I talked to a couple of guys in other dorms who will organize theirs. I figured we couldn’t take care of everyone without some help.” “Cool,” Clark said. “Did anyone hear any more about the investigation?” “The Times said the police didn’t have any suspects, but were following leads,” Jeannette said. “What...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 15 Back to Normal

August 7, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio The Summer was rapidly disappearing and there were but two weeks before I moved to McKinley. Once my dad had calmed down, the Summer had returned to normal. It was almost as if everything was in a holding pattern, where each week had followed a simple pattern. I worked at the hardware store, went to the dojo, had dinner with Tasha on Wednesday, a date with Emmy on Friday, and the usual triple date on Saturday. Liz was still grounded, but Emmy was allowed to...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 25 New Routines Part II

September 1, 1981, McKinley, Ohio Tuesday wasn’t quite as crazy as Monday. My first class after breakfast was the biology seminar. After the first day, this would be run by Laura Peters, a graduate student. I immediately decided the seminar would be valuable, as she would provide study guides, sample lab reports, and a host of other useful information, as well as address any challenges we encountered in our first semester at Taft. The most important thing is that there would be no outside...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 44 Rescue Mission

November 1, 1981, McKinley, Ohio It was just past midnight when I walked into the Landers’ house. “Hi, Mike,” Mrs. Landers said. “Nancy said you might show up. I’m glad you did!” “Hi, Mrs. Landers,” I replied. “Don’t mind me,” she smiled. “If you two want to go on to bed, that’s OK.” “You better call Ripley’s once more,” I grinned. “I’m going to turn Nancy down on her offer. Again.” Mrs. Landers laughed and shook her head, “I told her you were a keeper! Then I will go to bed so you can...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 63 Dancing While Black

February 19, 1982, McKinley, Ohio “Angie!” I exclaimed, as I hurried toward the girls, who appeared tired, but otherwise OK. I took Angie in my arms and hugged her tightly. “Are you OK?” I asked. “Yes,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m late, but we were at the party and the police wouldn’t let us leave or make phone calls until they interviewed everyone who was there.” “What happened?” Melody asked. “A girl from the seventh floor was raped,” Jeannette said. “Who was it?” “Some girl named...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 71 Sorting Things Out Part II

April 8, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “Liz wanted me to talk to you,” I said to my mom on Thursday evening. “I assumed she’d put you up to this.” “I only promised to talk to you, and told Liz not to count on anything changing.” “Good call. We’ve given her as much freedom as your father and I think is reasonable. Has she talked to you about Paul Reynolds?” I nodded, “I know how she feels about him. But he’s in prison. Don’t forget she was raped before that, and anything that happened after the...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 5 Matchmaker Matchmaker Make Me A Match

May 30, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio It was with more than a little trepidation that I drove home from karate class. I didn’t really want to talk to April, but I knew I had to. The bottom line was church. It didn’t matter to a lot of people, but it mattered to me. I feared that my conversation with April was simply going to go around in circles, and end with her crying again. Unfortunately, I didn’t see how that could be avoided. “You should go see her,” Mom said when I came downstairs after my...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 11 Tashas Story

June 10, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio “OK, now I am SERIOUSLY worried about coming to church on Saturday!” I laughed as I put the car in gear. “And why is that Mishka Petrovich?” Tasha asked with a small laugh. “Your dad told me it was OK to take you for ice cream after dinner without me asking. I swear, if I come into church on Saturday for Vespers and the table is there with the crowns...” I was laughing and so was Tasha. “And being married to me would be so terrible?” she asked with fake...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 12 Truth and Consequences

June 15, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio “Negative,” Liz whispered happily when I came home from work on Monday. “Thank God,” I said. We both had been on pins and needles since the previous Monday, and the news had come as a relief. Jocelyn and Dale had noticed I was on edge on Saturday night, and I’d pulled them aside briefly to tell them what had happened. They were both in agreement that I had no choice but to report the guy. Jocelyn offered to emasculate him with a rusty spoon, which had me...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 20 Revelation

August 22, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio “What do you want to do today?” I asked Becky as we walked to my car. “Anything you want.” “Anything?” I smirked. “Like saying that was really a risk?” “You never know,” I chuckled. “What if it’s all been an act?” “HAS it all been an act?” she asked in a silly tone as I opened the passenger door for her. “Of course not!” I said, closing the door. I walked around the car and got in, started the engine, and backed out. “Not implying anything,” Becky...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 49 It Fits Perfectly

November 20, 1981, McKinley, Ohio I got up from the couch and walked over to where Nancy was standing. She took my hand and led me to her bedroom where she shut and locked the door. She stood in front of me, and I held out my arms. She stepped forward and melted against me, sighing deeply as she put her head on my chest. I wrapped my arms tightly around her and held her. “I’ve wanted this for months,” she whispered. I moved one of my hands to lift Nancy’s chin so we could kiss. Our lips...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 52 Trial By Fire

November 25, 1981, Rutherford, Ohio “Family Court for Harding County is now in session, Judge Martha Lee, presiding. You may be seated.” The small courtroom was packed with doctors, lawyers, and our family. Nobody from the general public was permitted because Liz was a minor. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Judge Lee said, “this is a status hearing on an emergency custody petition which I signed on Sunday evening. The procedure is a bit less formal than in a normal courtroom. That said, please...

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Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 8 Accidental Revelations

June 5, 1981, West Monroe, Ohio “What do you want to do tonight?” I asked Emmy after she got into my Mustang on Friday evening. “Anything,” she said with a smile. “Whatever you want!” “There’s a new skydiving place that opened in Clermont County over by Cincinnati. I saw an ad in the newspaper.” “OK,” she laughed, “maybe not ANYTHING!” “Too exciting for you?” I laughed as I put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway. “Too risky! What happens if your parachute doesn’t...

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