I sighed aloud and he looked back at me.“Come on, you’ll like where were going” he said to me as he opened the passenger side door and let me cl...mb in. He began driving and he drove for what seemed like forever, taking twists and turns, back roads to confuse me. I sat quietly in the passenger seat, and tried to figure out where he was taking me to. After almost two hours of driving we finally pulled into a campground.“What are we doing here?” I asked him“Picnic, maybe even camp out under the. Private space was fought over, something as simple as a door held onto like a life raft after a shipwreck. The storerooms in food court kitchens, the changing booths in the old clothing stores, sometimes just a corner of a room where some furniture blocked the others’ view. Any place that might offer someone a reprieve of eyes on them was fought for. People either slept with their back to the wall for safety, or their face to the wall so that they wouldn’t have to see other people.The bathrooms. He had been slowly losing his natural state of calm, objective detachment as his emotions became more intense and harder to control, but here on the field he was finally able to release all of his confusing, pent-up feelings about his father, Amy, and himself in a relatively controlled environment where he didn't have to hold anything back.On the sidelines Josh's grunts and exertions were having a visible effect on the busty Amy, and she felt herself tingling with arousal as she tried to focus. I try to cook something and she has constant questions. No matter what I do, she wants to be in the middle of it." Aww. You poor baby. Do you realize what she could be like? The poor kid just lost her only parent. All of a sudden she gets deserted, thrown away to live with people she's never known and you're bothered because she's curious or she wants to help? You're lucky she's not stuck in some corner, bawling her eyes out. Or moody, not talking to anybody. Or tearing things apart in.