It had come often, since she had found out that she was supposed to die.She watched her dream self walk down the stairs of her home, dressed as a clow.... Walking up to her parents, she gave them a kiss and a hug. A sad smile was painted upon her face, and she gave a small sigh for her brother.Her mother took her face in her hands. She looked deeply in her eyes, to see how she was feeling and got no response. She leaned in and kissed her nose."Honey, are you sure you won't go with us?" Martha. . oh, excuse me, Mrs. Olsen, I forget you're still really married," apologized the middle-aged graying man quite sheepishly. Sarah found herself embarrassed by his shyness, his self-effacing manner."Oh, don't give it another thought. I was quite happy, really. It's nice to be able to relax and enjoy the quiet of this beautiful countryside. And you ought to call me Sarah, then there wouldn't be any problem remembering that silly ol' Miss or Mrs.," said Sarah smiling in relief at being back in. A soft giggle was the only warning I had, before a very naked Gina pulled me to her, pressing her luscious body to mine."What are you doing?" I demanded, trying to speak around her attempts to kiss me."They're both passed out drunk," she told me. "They'll never know." I wasn't too sure about that, after what'd happened in my parent's room."My dad could be home at any minute," I warned, but she didn't care, and her insistence soon turned my thoughts around. If I heard him come in, we'd just have. " Mr. Morris," she said coyly, "did you only bring one sleeping bag?" It's a big one," he said with a grin that he hoped was encouraging.She smiled briefly and took another bite of her hot dog. "I brought a blanket, so it's all right." Oh, I think we can share," he said. "You can trust me."She laughed and put her hand to her mouth. "Sorry. I was thinking about the last time I heard a man say that."Morris got second hot dog and some more beans. He finished his beer and fetched two more, keeping.