“Do you have any second thoughts?” Dylan asked. A kid is a big responsibility.”“In spite of my tender age when I became a father,” I replied... “I have no regrets. Being a father is the best thing I have done in my life.”Dylan and I hit it off almost immediately when we met last year. We had our Paradise connection to start off. Beth Kirkland was introduced to Dylan Harris by my neighbors Jeremy North and Katie Trimble when the two couples double dated when they were sophomores at Notre Dame.. At one time when she shifted in her seat the hem of the robe slipped of her legs and I could she that she was wearing the panties I'd seen on the radiator. I made some remark about the fact she didn't wear much about the flat and she explained that when it was hot she felt more comfortable that way and hoped I didn't mind. I assured her I didn't and we carried on chatting. As we talked I could see she was getting agitated and kept moving about in her chair, giving me even more views of her. But it had been an innocent incident after all, and if Mrs. Steel wasn't going to make any big deal out of it, then neither would I.An hour or so later we'd finished cleaning the pool. Katie suggested we break for a light lunch, and as a reward for all our hard work, suggested we go for a swim afterwards. I reminded Katie that I of course didn't have any swim trunks, and though I could certainly run home to get some, I worried about getting stuck at home doing one thing or another for my mother. ” The gun moved unsteadily to and fro in Chase’s trembling hand. “I ... no, I don’t. I don’t understand at all.” He winced and closed his eyes, as though he’d suddenly gotten a migraine, or someone had flashed an incredibly bright light in front of him. “Everything’s so weird lately. Since ... fuck, I ... I don’t know.”The barrel of the gun crept back up towards Emily’s face, pointing right between her eyes. Emily’s lip curled in disdain.“It’s just ... the lights, you know?” Chase asked. “I see.