*It's now the start of January; my son was about to return to university. Tthe weather had been pretty bad the last few days and the trains were delay...d and not running properly. Instead of my son getting the train back to university, I offered to give him a lift instead of having the nightmare journey back by public transport.My plan had worked. I booked three days off work, packed a suitcase and told my husband that I would be back the day after tomorrow. The weather was freezing and me and. ..simple enough)Born in 1969, in the Denver General Hospital to Gary, and Mary at Nine Thirty three PM on November 23rd.When mom's water broke, and the contractions had begun Dad was already tipsy.Mom says dad had to stop on the way for cigs, and got so caught up in telling the cashier about my arrival that it took twenty minutes to get a damned smoke. In her impatience to get to the hospital, and Dad's inability to shut the fuck up in a crisis she got out to fetch the man.My head slid right. My dad said bye and kissed mine on forehead being leaving. In the next station, uncle entered the cabin. It was a private cabin. I asked uncle to book the tickets and he booked these. He smiled looking at me. He was not at all wet. It seems he got a cab to reach here. He asked me if I would like to change my dress as it is cold and I may catch fever in wet clothes.Yes, I have interviewed and I could not afford to take risk of spoiling my health. SO, I said Yes and took my night pant and t shit. " So, if I asked you to come over to my house tomorrow morning and take me out for a walk, before you went to Karen's house, that would be fair to you?" Sure, why not? What difference would that make?" Would you?" Come over tomorrow morning and go for a walk with you?" Yes." Sure. How about we go out riding our bikes somewhere? We could go for a nice ride out to Cheltham Corners and back. I could come over early. We'd need to be back at your house by eleven though. Should I meet you at your.