your brother had just passed away, so you returned home from school to help support your father and set everything up for the funeral.

you had followed your father to work, to hear father barry talk about your brothers death. however, things got out of hand, and a big fight broke out. a man grabs your hand, pulling you away. now the two of you walk through the park. you had recognized terry as a boy you'd went to school with in the past. he was a troublemaker, that's all you remembered about him.

since your school was run by nuns, they were rather strict when it came to boys. you had grown accustomed to this. terry had taken notice to your hesitance around him and finally spoke up.

"you don't have to be afraid of me, i'm not gonna bite 'ya," he said to you. then added, "i guess they don't let you walk with fellas where you been."