Putting down his fork, and ignoring the lump that passed for meatloaf in school, Pete looked back at the athletes, staring them down in an unspoken ch...llenge. The look of icy calm on his face had several of them averting their eyes in uncertainty as their attempt at intimidation failed miserably.The lunch period was just about over, and Pete was bringing his empty lunch tray to the collection window, when a small touch on his arm brought him back to reality. He looked down at the pale, tiny. The closest that I ever got being her father was the fact that she called me Dad; don’t think that I haven’t lusted after her, what chance had I, with her idea that I was her father.“Paul, I recognized that! Mum told me before she died, but requested that I keep calling you Dad…I think she accepted the feelings that I had for you; believe me she didn’t like the idea very much…that I had feeling in that way, toward you I mean” Penny strolled over toward him kissing him on gently the cheek.“I. Since this was the hospital where I worked, I slipped on my white coat and had no problems getting in to see her. First I stopped by the nurse's station and sweet-talked one of the nurses into showing me her chart and the doctor's notes. One of the nurses was the mother of one of the older cheerleaders, not one in our particular close group, but she knew us. The chart verified that the injuries were due to a motor vehicle accident, according to the police that brought her in.I was glad I had. I forgot."He could feel her mind change to reconstruction. "Plus," she added, "I really don't go to movies. They get scary sometimes."That made sense to him too. He imagined her sitting in a theater watching a film, and on the giant screen, the murderer suddenly jumping out of nowhere, shocking the whole audience into mass screaming. Sarah had good reasons to not want to be startled, especially out in public."I see." He sighed. "So that's why you don't want to go? Because of the photographers,.