I lived in the industrialized world andhappened to have my late miscarriage in a hospital.I cannot share these observations with her.She's still in th... danger period. There is nothing to be gained byterrifying her."Yes," I reply. And it's hard to completely hide my cynicism. "I'mlucky."We settled into a prolonged companionable type silence after that.Her company was wonderful, but it still didn't stop me from internallywallowing. The last tangible piece of proof that the man I loved everexisted. I think it was because my response was so completely off the mark that she realized maybe I wasn’t so completely grown up, and that maybe she still had a little girl after all. I didn’t even get it until Uncle Bob covered his eyes with the web of his right hand and groaned.Brinn chose that moment to walk into the kitchen, stark naked, as usual. He was soft, of course, because Shannon never let him leave our bedroom with a hardon.“What’s so funny?” he asked, looking at the cabinet that contained. Greg took the joint so he could hit it and I took a drink from my beer. We started moving around the crowd again and talking to our friends.I kept looking for my brother and finally saw him at the keg. Grabbing Dave's arm, I pulled him over to Greg. Greg looked up and offered to refill my cup. I gave it to him so he could fill it with cold beer."Where's Mary?" I said to my brother."Fuck that bitch! She only asked me because her parents wouldn't let her go out with that asshole Phil. As soon as. His hands were gentle, setting me down to the earth covered with dried leaves of falls passed. His face was set in determination, hard and unwavering. Not that I wanted him to waver from this moment when I would be his.Forever."Unclasp your ankles." He said as he laid my back against the ground. I did as told. His hands rested beneath my thighs, directing my legs so that they rested on his shoulders. He was on his knees before me, his hands sliding up to my ass to bring it off the ground. The.