Pat's mother died of a stroke andPat had to be delivered prematurely. When finally allowed to be taken home, Pathad to contend with a no frills taskma...ter father, and five brothers. With nofeminine influence and being around so many males, Pat's life became just asrough and tumble as the brothers. Pat had a softer side, but had no way toexpress it. Whenever Pat tried to express that side, severe ridicule was theorder of the day. As a result, Pat was as competitive as the brothers andfather. Pat. The worn and faded plaid shirt she wore was two sizes too large for her. Her jeans were worn and had a rip in one leg. She was a whipped looking bedraggled mess.Ma came hurrying to the door. "Are you my Aunt Martha?" the girl asked in a plaintive voice."Well, you have the names right, but who are you?" Ma asked."I'm your brother Bob's daughter, Sam." She looked down at the floor and said in a low voice,"Daddy's dead, he got stabbed in the back in Leadville and I had to make my way here alone. I. Whenever you say 'Code Red', we will immediately stop what we are doing, and we will only proceed after we have talked about the problem you have. So you will keep control over your situation at all times. Because I don't know how far you will go in the game, I needed a safe word to make sure you never do something against your will." That's fine with me." I replied. "But I'm sure I won't need it." OK, that will be all then. Now, Veerle ... Illiana ... go make us some sandwiches so Ilse and I. 'Virginia just didn't seem to care.' Sandie sagged with disappointmentand turned to leave. "Well if that's all I mean to you, I might as well,-" No! Wait! Of course I love you! Don't go! I was just thinking, that'sall; just thinking!" You don't show it. You're a cold fish," stated Sandie flatly, refusingto let her hope rise."I'm not! It's just that, well, - I mean, what do you see in me? If youwant kids and I can't give you any, how is it going to work?" Well the first thing is to try this.