"We need to talk," she said, the most feared phrase in the English language invaded his ears. She took him by the hand into a quiet corner of the arena's backstage area and waited for her to speak. She seemed resolute in her words, but her hands told him the truth. She was nervous and couldn't quit playing with her trademark purple jade ring. She couldn't look at him as she spoke either. He wasn't paying attention, really, until... "You're what? Say that again?" he interrupted her. "Look, Summers, I'm 30, you're 21," she began before he cut her off…
