my columns called the sports scene . i could n't move any part of my body . he was a big man-though not quite as big as cole-and good-looking in a ken doll kind of way . perhaps i should have gone alone after all , she thought . `` i know , '' he whispers , pulling me in . i get carried away with it all , with what everyone expects of me just because of my name . i have spent so many nights out on the rivers that each camping spot starts to look like the last . 