“Um ... Mom, Eddie knows. He knows it all. Just ask him. He gave me a lockdown hall pass. And I gave him one, too,” Becca stipulated nervously.“...o ... you’re allowed to do whatever you like with this hall pass of yours?” Dad queried now.“No, not with just anyone. Just whatever happens ... during the sleepover, with Simon and our sleepover guests. Whatever happens ... is cool. With them. I gave Eddie a somewhat ... different hall pass,” Becca resumed anxiously.“Different how?” Mom asked my. Why do I always get it so wrong when it’s about me? I hate being so stupid.I sighed and said the words again.“Your nightmares are not my fault.”This time I meant them.Dad nodded and thought for a moment. Then he nodded again.“Is that why you ran away last night?” asked Dad. “When you saw me having the nightmare, did you panic and run away?”“No! I don’t know. Maybe!”“What do you mean?”“I didn’t really run away. I was dreaming. I thought I was dreaming. Maybe I did. I don’t know.”“It really. ” “Bye son,” my mom said before I hung up. So about fifteen minutes later, aunt Darla came back home with two paper bags and a couple of large drinks. I was able to open the door from her after she parked her minivan in the garage, which was adjacent to her house. “Thank you Doug,” she said as she put the stuff on the kitchen table. Then I said, “No problem, aunt Darla.” So we ate our supper and chatted some more for about a half an hour, basically discussing how we were gonna re-arrange. ." she thought as shefelt a feint wetness in her groin.Chemistry went by much as had it had over the last month, Mr. Briggsboring the class to death and Monica whispering incessantly inJacklyn's ear the entire time.Jacklyn jumped up as the bell rang and before Monica could attachedherself Jacklyn made a dash to the door, making sure to get people inbetween herself and Monica."Finally!" Jacklyn thought to herself as she made her way to gym class."I can only deal with her in small doses."Jacklyn.