I looked up at my teacher. It was her, no doubt, who I had had an intimate conversation with. I found myself studying my teacher. She was blonde and h...d brown eyes, but she lacked the DDs she spoke of, in their place was what I guessed was a modest B, but I wasnt really disappointed by that. She wore a dull gold wedding ring on her right hand, which made my jaw fall further. She looked young for her age, and I couldnt help but notice how pretty she was when I was looking at her other than as my. "Huh?" You can call me Shortcake."I moved closer to my step-sister and pulled her into a long hug. "I love you, Shortcake." You don't talk about your father much," Merry observed."I don't like the man. He drank and he did other bad things. His name was James, and that's why I hate it when people call me that."Merry nodded. "I heard he hit you and your mother." Yeah," I answered. "He wasn't a nice person. I mean... sometimes, he could be this wonderful person, and it was easy to see why Mom. Nothing. She shook the unit and again, nothing.Tim looked at the place and couldn't believe that people actually had the balls to rent rooms like this. "Look Maggie are you sure you want to stay here the night?"She had tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "Christ no Tim but what choice do I have? Look I hate to ask you this but would you mind staying at least until I get something to eat and then get locked in for the night? I mean I don't want to sound like an old woman but that boy gives. If Brit was going through a phase where she adored Jeff, well, that was all right. He had earned it after all, by saving her life twice. Eventually the phase would pass, and Greg hoped that the two of them wouldn't fall back into their old ways of fighting all the time. From the way things looked, he didn't think that would ever happen, and that made him glad.He did feel a little of that jealousy that Allison had mentioned. He loved his little girl, and remembered with fondness all the times.