A decreasingly faint zig-zag pattern shooting away hinted 'the run in' was with a large truck.But as Izo stared at the carcass a kind of clarity seeme... to envelop him ... This was some kind of sign! A warning! Here he was, running scared just like a rabbit! And just like the one less than five good feet from him he was headed for a similar fate! And for the first time in a long while he believed 'that' was a bad thing.Was it too late?"No more!" He muttered, perversely regarding the lifeless. Whatever Peter may be able to do to me, he could not reduce me to that. With a heavy heart I walked back up the stairs to my children. They were still sitting happily in front of the television. And I glanced at the clock. Nine o clock. The time was flying. Peter was due back at around midday or one. I wanted to get us ready to go out then, and I was going to think of us doing something that would wear the children out. Those plans seemed foolish now. Infantile. But I had to stay focussed. I. His eyes were serious.“You’ve gotten a girl pregnant?” she asked.“Yes,” he said.“But you’re not married!” she squeaked.“She didn’t want to marry me,” said Bobby.Paula didn’t want to talk about other women. “Well, I’m not. It’s the wrong time.”“I’ve heard that before too,” he said.It almost sounded as if he’d gotten more than one girl pregnant, but Paula pushed that thought aside. She didn’t want to think about any other women and she didn’t want him to either. It was still early, and she wasn’t. " Heather MacKenzie?" She's a senior, head cheerleader, and she's got all the attributes." Missy made a gesture around her own not insignificant boobs."Maybe." I wondered how that would set with Heather. Given what I suspected I couldn't see her setting herself up for a football team gang bang. Though maybe as a cheerleader she'd already been down that road. My bet was she hadn't. She might even have been a virgin last year, until...I didn't like to think about that at all. "Anyway, it's not up.