At break, Bob wandered over to James. "That was fun," he said."You didn't turn me in?" Replied James."Why would we? You weren't there when I was screa...ing. There was no need to add you in," Said Bob, relieving James."What's going to happen to you?" asked James."Nothing, as far as I know. We told it was consensual and they told us not to do it again," he answered, "What time do your parents get home?" On a Wednesday, I don't know, 5, 5 30 ish," Can I come round? Have a bit of fun?" But you have. For that, we thank you!”Eirini was quick to compose himself. He nodded and said, “ I thank you for your concern, Councillor. But we persevered! We defeated the army of the dead! But still, my blood boils because my brethren didn’t get the final rites they deserved! The respect they deserved. We had to burn the bodies of my people in the most brutal of ways, just so they could stop attacking us!”The whole Council looked unnerved at this. Just imagining being attacked by a group of dead people,. He stood beside her bed as she screamed bloody murder. It was not an easy birth. She was squeezing his hand like no one had ever squeezed it before, not even a man.Then, the baby was out. The doctor cut the cord. The baby, baby Candace, was wailing. She sure was large, well largish,” he thought. A nurse then took her and did the cleaning up process. Another nurse was tending to mommy. It was October 10th 1972.The father, the real father would not be told of his fatherhood; well, not in the near. Rob took the male pony, and gave me the mare. "She's the gentler of the two, you'll get along fine," he told me. "Her name is Summer. Mine is Winter. Corny, huh?"The pony was definitely easier to get mounted on, being much shorter than a horse. (Besides, I was a little taller than the last time, too!) She was quite calm as I settled onto her back, and after a few moments of nervousness on both our parts, I was surprised to find that everything felt pretty natural. "What do I do now?" I asked,.