"Hello. It's me, Rick," I called.I heard someone coming and the first to appear was Sally, who squealed her delight in seeing me, quickly jumping into...my arms."Rick! You didn't tell us you were coming. Are you all right?" Yeah," I said, looking over her shoulder and smiling at my mother and then my father as they appeared."Yeah, I'm fine. Good to be home, though."Sally then covered her mouth with her hand and started to giggle."Let me guess. You went up to your room before you came over here?". Remembering the warning that Rory gave me, I used the bus windows to check the surrounding area. I couldn’t see any other jocks, so I doubted that Andy was waiting to ambush me. Relaxing all my muscles, which had tensed at the possibility of a fight, I took some deep breaths to slow my heart back down. I grabbed my backpack and followed the rest of the students departing the bus.Imagine my surprise, when the person Andy was waiting for actually was me. He called out my name as he spotted me. The mother-to-be walked close enough to come within my proximity range, and I could immediately tell there was something wrong with the baby. I haven't encountered many pregnant women, but I have sensed enough of them to know how a late-pregnancy baby should 'look' in proximity. From her size, this woman's pregnancy was obviously in the last month, yet there was almost no focus to the baby's intentions. It wasn't asleep, and it wasn't still, so it had intended movements, but its intentions were. She had dated a few of the luckier boys, while the rest had merely drooled over their thoughts of Joan. Bill, also 19, was a very good athlete, and he had played sports through high school. He was 5’11’ and weighed 210 pounds. He kept his light brown hair cut short and neatly combed. Bill had kept his solid body in excellent condition during the summer following high school graduation. When he enrolled in college, the football and basketball coaches had both been disappointed. Bill didn’t even.