“You had better want more kids,” she said. Vincent’s eyes shot open, and he looked at her.“Seriously?” he said in surprise but not in anger,...she noted.“Mister, after last night, I don’t think you could have missed. I have that funny feeling I got the next day after the last time we made love,” she said, not sure if she was happy or not.He sat up and looked at her. He said, “You knew you were pregnant before you left that morning?”Ulani pulled herself up against the pillows beside him, “Well not. "Carlton looked equally firmly back,"Young? He's older that the Admiral, not by much, though; he graduated a year behind her." Oh so you have an interest? What sparked yours?" I take the odd glass with friends from time to time over at the Mess at "Styx". I got talking with a couple of Avers, local lads. The Senior Avers on Mountserrat, keep in touch with their lot in Gorgipest. Got quite worried after the Harbourian Raid. Not much in the faxes about it but seems someone they called 'the. Why do you travel on wagons without horses? Are you without horses already in the distant valley you moved into? Are you here to trade for some more? If you are, then you should move on and go elsewhere for we have no horses for you.”“We will move on, Chief Mondo,” I replied addressing the man formally. “We will travel to the lake and spend the night there. Then we will move on in the morning.”I said this bluntly and in a matter of fact manner so the man understood that I wasn’t asking him for. I immediately left work saying I had some visits to make and went shopping for the trip. The day finally arrived, a cold winter’s day like today. I was waiting inside the entrance to my building dressed modestly but well. A car drove up outside, a nice grey Audi. He got out and came in to greet me. More kisses, lots of smiles and a few jokes to get me into the car and my bag into the back. We set off making our way out of Barcelona and towards the AP7 south. In the car I was comfortably seated.