I couldn’t stop thinking about him and his sudden departure. I would sit there and cry and cry by myself. I kept thinking about our future and how i... was suddenly ripped away from me. “Why me?” I asked over and over again. “Why did this have to happen to me?” This is when strange things started to happen around the house. About a week after my mournful sobbing began, I was suddenly filled with the urge to get up and write something down. I had this voice that I’d never heard before, telling me. “No,” she replied, “or at least I think she’d vehemently deny it if you confronted her with it. I think it’s at least part just jealously at being displaced from her perceived position as the school star.”I stopped and thought about what she’d said for a minute, and I could see how that would at least in part explain Cal’s behaviour.“But I don’t even know if I have any talent,” I said, “I mean I just stood where I was told, moved where I was told to go, and recited my lines.”“You forget, I came. How had she removed her bra in the last five minutes? She had been behind him and Dale when they moved from the living room to the dining room, but it hadn’t been long at all.“You like?” Sara asked with a giggle.Wayne was frozen for a moment, wondering if he had misjudged the family, and they were all nudists, and Sara was just easing him in to it. He had almost started to say “they’re fantastic” when he glanced back at her face, where she was indicating a fork-full of Lasagna. She was giving. "Not at all! I'm glad we did this", he said, referring to their African vacation, and Omar being the one chosen to get her pregnant while they were there.Mara put her arms around her husband once again, and they were like that for several quiet moments. Then the silence was broken when Thomas said: "If you want other African men's babies, or even if you want another of Omar'sbabies---I'm fine with that, too, Mara." She was looking straight into her husband's eyes as he said those last words,.