It really had only been about a week since… The pit in her stomach intensified and she tried to move on from the thoughts. She was nearing the back...of the bus and beginning to wonder if there were any seats available at all when she heard her name. ‘Hey, Rach! Hey, come sit back here!’ Rachel followed the sound and paused as she comprehended the scene. The person calling her was Craig, a guy she knew from class (and from another thing involving a ride in Austin’s car one afternoon). He was. 'Gosh, even his good friends seem to be more matured at this point, especially when it came to girls!' she told herself.That last comment took her thoughts back to the day earlier, when Byran had invited his good friends over for a swim in the pool. Sam, Josh, and Tim had been friends with her son since grade school. But it seemed that now they were maturing quite fast, maybe faster than they really should. She was even a bit embarrassed with the compliments they paid her that day. Never before. Most of the family mumbled their good riddance's under their breath, even speculating that Benny & June were incestuous lovers. You didn't care though. Uncle Benny was a scientist and always around to help you with school and while Aunt June wasn't around as much, she always made time to sit and talk when she wasn't on one of her archaeological adventures. They were more family to you than the gold digging bitch who worked your father into the ground, and the stepdaughters she brought with her.. So its another bar, we've still got an hour or so left, so clasping hands we start across the square towards the other, quieter end of town.But I have other ideas, steering you towards the corner of this square, where there is little lighting, and no chance of anyone walking through our space, I pull you into the darkness.You dont resist, you dont really understand my motive... yet.. and the destination scares you a little, its not exactly welcoming, you can hardly see what’s in this corner,.