"I'm sure that the ride to the pub in Pete's old jalopy set my recovery back by at least three years, but I liked the grumpy old sod and something he ...aid on the way there set me thinking."I hope you're better before I go young Danny, else you'll have to start paying out for taxis." Trust me, Pete," I laughed, "You'll be paid well when I've done with your services mate, don't worry."Then I realised what he'd said."What do you mean, before you go?"Skilfully he avoided a rut in the road and. I mean I was 25 and fairly fit. I went into self isolation warning myemployers and also phoning Linda, if she didn't get it it would be amiracle. We'd obviously run out of them because she did get it andapparently, it triggered her asthma which hadn't been a problem since shewas a kid. So there was I, with the equivalent of a heavy cold andsuddenly I heard Lind was in hospital.I rang Jon to ask after her but he was too busy to answer my calls. Sheended up in ICU and died a week later. I was so. Her fat shook with each guffaw like a huge bowl of jello. Her pendulous breasts swung to and fro. She slapped her thigh creating waves that rippled across her pale skin.Not knowing what else to do, Betsy took the time to contemplate the surroundings. She was in the middle of a lush green meadow with a clear blue sky above. There were thousands of Monarch butterflies swarming around the edges of the meadow. They were so thick, that they nearly blocked the trees from view. Dragonflies of a. .. we want things to go right the first time. We should bring Brad in, then I'll take him out afterward so you don't feel uncomfortable." You'll take him out?" Yes, I'll be over in that chair."Sharon tilted her head toward a chair on the opposite side of the room beyond the foot of the bed."So, you'll be in the room during... ?!" Brenda was a little surprised. It wasn't that she was against the idea. Maybe not being alone with Brad was a good idea really. Having his mother in the room would.