Chris wanted to communicate with Amber, not necessarily because of her panty-exposing picture (though to a lot of men, I imagine a younger, though still-of-legal-age female clad in panties is no deterrent) to have a conversation with her to (hopefully) ensure that she's aware of the legal protocol when she slams into Chris's daughter in future.
After a post on Facebook to Amber from a very reluctant Molly with the slight threat that Chris might call the police (who had also agreed that the accident was technically a hit & run), Amber willingly came forth, meeting Chris on Sunday, fully-clothed, (dammit) (much to Chris's dismay).
She gave Chris $48.00 to pay for the damaged wheel, told Chris how sorry she was for running into his daughter. Then they talked about how smart Jesse was in her classes during high school. (Guess it takes one to know one - both 18. Both geniuses.) Neither Molly, Jesse, or their grandmother wanted Amber to be contacted though -- some sort of weird group-think humiliation they had going on. Guess they felt that when one's family member is hit while riding their bicycle yet not killed, the accident becomes the victim's fault and the victim should go away and hide under a paperbag.
Rather than be upset at innocent little undie-flaunting (you know I'm really jealous?) Amber, the family chose to be upset at Chris. Chris thought he was doing the right thing since his daughter was hit, bruised and swollen and in shock after the bicycle accident though certainly doing what you think may be the right thing is difficult when your entire family is against you, telling you not to go through with it, not to make waves. It's easy to forget that just two years ago this month (almost.to.the.day.), the family was gathered by Molly's bedside in the emergency room with her screaming from the pain caused by a compound fracture as a result of the last motorist that hit her.
The only way Chris would fair better with his family in this situation is if he was the one who got hit while riding the bicycle.
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What a mess!!
When I was a resident at OSU, I lent my brand new bike to my brand new girlfriend to get to her classes. She was hit by a car!! It totaled the bike, but the girlfriend was not hurt too badly, thank goodness. We all worked it out without any real problems. Seems things were simpler back then.
Geez!!!!! Holding somebody accountable is a no-no???
I used to be a Southern Belle, the unofficial motto of which (whom?) is "don't make a scene." And another rule was, if you tell somebody they did something wrong, you might hurt their feelin's, which is very very bad.
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