D. and growing up much too fast. Three monthslater he'd have a tearful tantrum if I left in a hurry and forgot to tuckhim in at his 6:30 pm bed time. ...e'll have to work out what bedtime worksbest for Dolly. What with his dance classes and so on. I'm sure it willcertainly be far earlier than any other high school student could evenimagine." Little Florence's slender little knees would knock with fright if herealised he had wandered too far from his Nanny in the park when he wasskipping about. I immediately saw why mycomment was disrespectful. "So what's your problem with calling othercountries Muslim for the same reason? Are you frightened that by doingso you are going to become a Muslim? Or that your precious country will?It's only a matter of time you know, because the birth rate among Muslimsin this country is higher than among Christians." Never," I replied confidently. "You will see me in a miniskirt and aburka before I become a Muslim and that's never going to happen. . ......{Odym}John sat in a Mix of Meditation and Music, as he played his Flute, it was the only thing he had that belonged to his Mother Before she disappeared. He still held out help that she was out there somewhere, and living a good life. It angered him at first when he thought about his mother with another Family, but then he began to see how hard a Half-Human/Half-Martian Birth would have been for a Human woman. And he hoped she was Happy wherever she was. But Music was one of the Ways he. Hell, many our ages don't even want to admit to his own kids." Thanks Donna. I guess I needed to hear that. We need to head home. I have to cook dinner tonight. Jenny and Mom are at the hospital leaving me as the chef." Ok. If you need anything, let me know." I will, thanks. See you later Sarah." Bye Mark."Erin and I headed home. I still felt like I had been punched in the stomach, but I knew I would survive. I went home and cooked dinner. After dinner, I went to bed. All I could think about.