"Oh Shit! My wallet is in my car, let me run out and grab it." I got up off the bed and pulled my pants up as I walked to the door. The large black ma... stepped right in front of me."You're not going anywhere till I get my money." I just need to run out to my car and get my wallet." You're not running anywhere." He said as he took a step closer to me. I could tell by the tone and look on his face that there were serious consequences to that."Hey man, my car is right outside in the parking lot.. It was going to be a lot of fun because the apartment wasn't really all that big and there were a shit load of people coming, but we always liked the bigger and more pact parties.Plus, Steven's older brother owned the small duplex building and was apparently totally okay with us using the basement for extra space; he would probably even have some people upstairs, in his own apartment too.The best part of all of this, was that it was a costume party. Now that didn't really interest me too much. This morning his thoughts kept replaying Denise’s parting comment. His best friend was telling him, ‘You’ve got to get over it sometime… why not now?’ ‘Doesn’t she know the pain I’ve been going through? Doesn’t she understand that I can’t do that to Caron?’ he thought. On the verge of tears, he decided to try to cheer himself up with some breakfast, so he puttered around in his kitchen for a while, making toast and coffee. It allowed his body to continue on autopilot while beginning to think a. Josie sold off most of the cloth, the dyestuffs and wool rugs while being careful to keep a few of the heavier ones for our cabin.Josie was over the moon, having become pregnant with our child. I was pretty giddy myself until the responsibility kicked in. No matter what happened to Josie or me, I had to provide for our sprout. Josie wondered at my smile for a couple weeks until I broke down and explained my ideas. Then she was all for it.I began building a low stone building at the rear of my.