And by the end of the year, you can decide what you want todo. Continue home schooling, go back to finish high school, or find ajob." Wow, a thousand ...ollars a month? But, for an entire year? It's verydemanding work," I said."It's good work experience for you, Shawn. I wish I could afford to payyou more. But keep in mind that you're learning discipline, anddeveloping a work ethic, and caring for the needs of someone else," shesaid. "Maybe this work will lead to something that truly. ” I agree and look back to the road. We pull up to a stoplight and sit in silence for a moment. “She had more shit packed when I got home. She said she wanted to be gone before I left," he says quietly, keeping his eyes on the light. I study the side of his face briefly while I think of what to say. He pulls off the black t-shirt and jeans all too well. I decide not to ask him about their conversation. Part of me is curious, but I know he’ll bring it up if he wants to. He’s a guy. No need to. It seemed softer and gentler all of a sudden. He liked that too. He looked at her. Her eyes seemed, he didn’t know for sure, but they seemed softer and more affectionate all of a sudden. Then he heard her say “You only have to do this once for me, that is if you want to.” All of a sudden, he felt her hand on his. It was warm and it was soft. He looked down at it. She went on to add “I promise you that too. I won’t expect anything more either.” He felt warm. He got very, very curious about this. So I slowly went near to bathroom door. She was bent towards the wash basin and pressing her nipples/boobs. I didn’t understand what’s happening. I went back a bit as if I am entering the room just now and whispered, “Are you okay?”She came out covering her breasts and with tears saying, “I am not.”“What’s the matter?” I asked.As we were pretty close, she told me straight away that the baby is not well and didn’t drink the milk from yesterday. She has cramps on her breasts and unable to take a.