Angie lived down the street from me. She was a little older, and sometimes she would play Barbie with my sister. One day she asked me if I wanted to play a game in my room. We would pretend to be camping. She took all her clothes off and pretended to be asleep on the floor. I was supposed to be spying on her from the bed. She would lay on her back if I told her to, or if I wanted she would flip over. She looked weird to me because she had recently gotten chicken pox and her body still showed signs of it. When I got a little older I remembered this. I asked my sister if she thought Angie would want to play the game that we had played before. She said, Why don't you ask her. I never did.
Andrew Davis is an ordained minister of the Church of Motivation Without Direction and a firm believer that if all else fails, at least he had very little, if not nothing, to do with it.