Weber.While she changed, I got the children ready. Lena's diaper was OK, so Ijust put on her jacket. When she came to us, both children were ready.I w...s about to get the baby buggy, but Mrs. Weber held me back. "That'stoo impractical." She was carring a large piece of cloth. At myquestioning glance she explained, "This is a baby carrier. Similar to abackpack, only you carry it in front of your belly."In a trice Lena was in front of my chest. I could only think of myballoons and I was afraid. The cordsthat held his arms in what was for him an unnatural pose, cut into himif he just let them hang, which meant he had to hold the pose with hisown muscles. His corset felt as if he was being cut it half, his calveswere screaming at him, as were his feet, yet he had no choice but tocarry on his lonely walk, back and forth, up and down the room.He must have been at it for an hour or more, when he felt one of hislegs give out, he told it what to do and it disobeyed. He tumbled tothe floor. David watched through the diner’s window as she hailed a cab and disappeared. ‘Interesting’ thought David. The walk back to his hotel only seemed to take a few minutes. As he stood at reception desk he was told there were a couple of messages, one of which wrecked any plans he had for that evening. David pulled out the card Abi had given him, he had hoped it was her business card so he could at least call and explain he had to leave within an hour. Abi had given him a card from an Italian. I, for one, enjoyed it, and I appreciate you going through with it for me. I know you still have some reservations, but we can deal with those later. I'll try to make it up to you sometime soon though, ok?”Brandon nodded. He obviously wasn't going to leave her over this, but it still left a slightly bad taste in his mouth, as he still felt slightly used and forced into it. Jeannette drove him home, and Brandon dropped headlong into bed, and fell asleep without even undressing.He woke up groggy.