." She'll be fine. She's just a little embarrassed right now. Go on."He took my hand and pulled me slightly.I took a heaving, sobbing breath and snatc...ed my hand away. Then I marched past him and into the hallway. Embarrassed? Humiliated! Being an unwed mother is bad. Being a teenaged mother is worse. Being a Black, unwed, teenaged mother in a practically all White school? Proof of every negative stereotype possible! The only thing I was missing was welfare! Although, I was a foster child so. By the time she got his attention I had already moved out of sight.The outside was nice place. Money well spent. The serenity of places like this forces some old memories to the surface, but remembering my past only brings me pain. The future is what drives me now. The future is all that matters. Not for me though. In order to save one, two must suffer.She might be sad at first but a little pain would be necessary to ensure her long term happiness. Time was running short. I only have until. I went up to the waitress and got a piece of paper and wrote my friends a note, that said I just got picked up by a redhead, who wants me to fuck her, I just hope this is not a setup by you guys.I signed it Jack.. I gave the note to the waitress plus 5 bucks, and told her to take this to lane 20 and give it the big loud guy there, as soon as we leave. She knew just who I was talking about.I went over to the table and grabbed Peg’s hand and we left the bar for our cars. I followed her back to. After some days she was not well she took leave for three days. On third day afternoon I went to see her at her house. I went rang calling bell. She opened the door and shocked, how come you this time, I said I new that you are not well that’s why I came I said. She was so happy and she went bathroom for fresh, went to kitchen to prepare tea.{her hubby went work he was working for bank, and children went to school}.I went behind her and sat there on stool, she told having head ache. I asked her.