Anyway, I suppose I disturbed their breakfast. Between their screeching and the flutter of their wings, my heart must have skipped several beats.“Do...you think I can hit one in the head with my slingshot?” When he didn’t say anything, she went on, “Those twenty-yard targets weren’t any larger than a pheasant’s head. Of course, the target wasn’t moving, either, but I’ve noticed that pheasants seem to walk a few steps and hesitate, then walk again. Most of the time, we don’t get to notice them on. “Billy, I’m going to the gala you got me a ticket for, I know you dressed for it as well but it looks like you made a bit of a mess of yourself. I’ll just take your extra ticket and bring a friend. Steve’s only 22 but you know what young men are like, plenty of,” she paused a moment “… stamina.” That was pretty standard at each of our encounters so far. But then she continued, “We’ll head straight there from this car park but if want to wait a while we might swing back this way after it. “There it is,” said her father, softly cupping the gentle beginnings of a small bulge in her stomach. He supposed if he did not know any better, he might simply take it that his daughter had put on the slightest bit of belly fat from drinking too much beer. He could not help but notice that she had decided to sport her favourite chic, tiny leaf belly button piercing from her teenage years, for today.Paige had always been athletic like her father and had a beautiful figure. Feeling the small. He had said he wanted to be kept informed of the progress of Mara's pregnancy (though in all honesty, it had never been realistic to expect him to be all that involved with this new baby, due to the distance between Zambia and Europe. Still, after the truly amazing time Mara and Omar had had together during the nearly twoo weeks she and Tomas had spent in Kenya with him, she hoped that some sort of on-going contact could be maintained between them)."Do you miss Omar?" Tomas asked Mara as she.