He was pleased when she hugged him back. It seemed her anger at him forgotten, if only for a moment. ‘It’s okay to be scared honey, let it go it�...�s okay, I’m here.’ he said and to his surprise he felt she start to sob a bit and he continued, ‘I am. I’m terrified that’s my little girl in that room and I don’t know if she’s going to be okay or not. Or what I’m going to have to tell Katy about her baby when she wakes up. So it’s okay to be scared, sad, upset, and any other emotion right now.’ ‘Its. There apparently was a new tenant moving in.As he exited the elevator he saw that the moving in activity was on his floor. He didn’t know who the new owner was but he hoped whoever it was would be good and maintain the quietness of the floor.Paul was leaving his condo Sunday afternoon and observed a lady who he assumed was the new owner lugging some folded cardboard boxes down to the trash bin. She was struggling with the boxes.“Here, let me give you a hand.”“Oh thank you, I took more than I. So was my mouth. Roland didn’t notice. Jake was giving him a card. He had a stand at the exhibition. He told Roland to come and find him so that he could take his sexy wife for a ride on his sexy Harley. Roland smiled and said we would.“You’re showing your tits”, Roland said. Jake had gone. I was still relying on the bar to support me, leaving the armholes in my waistcoat uncovered.“I don’t care”, I replied. Roland was grinning like a Cheshire Cat. “Jake said he liked them”, I told him, he. He is now dead and I am to take his place. It is the day of my Ascension.It is an awesome and terrifying thing for one so young: I am but fifteen years old. Even though I had been trained for this every day that I can remember I feel the dreaded weight of that responsibility settling on my shoulders like a dark leaden cloak; sometimes I feel like it crushes the breath from my body.Luckily I won't be alone. I won't reach my majority for another two years and one month: the day of the eighteenth.