"It was nice to hear that. "Well this dad wasn't exactly a deadbeat, hedidn't want me to get pregnant in the first place." Well that's a little diffe...ent but it still isn't right."I changed the subject. I didn't want to talk about Devin anymore. Wejust made small talk but he was nice to be around. He knew all sorts offacts about the town and seemed to know just about everybody. I thoughtto myself that's exactly why I needed to move away. He drove us to hisplace, got out and came around to. Before I knew it, Sheila had me back on my feet with a little help froma spotty McDonald's helper, who looked like Ronald McDonalds son. I waswhisked into the ladies toilet (another thing to add further horror tomy already battered senses).Luckily there was no one in the toilet. I think I would have died ifthere was.'Sheila, let me go home, please!''Now don't be a silly girl, Toni. You only slipped and fell over, nobig deal.''One, I am not a girl I am a boy and by the way I can hear the way. Her mother inquired about her day. When Tiffany mentioned being at Vickie’s, her mom asked if Brett had been home.“I don’t know,” Tiffany answered. “Why?”“I thought you liked him.”“I guess, maybe.”“You don’t know?”“Well, kinda.”Her father looked up from his plate. “Kinda liking a boy is what leads to being kinda pregnant.”“No one’s getting pregnant, Will!” Tiffany’s mom exclaimed. She shook her head and tried to quiet her younger brood who were laughing and teasing their older sister about. . huh? Didn't you?!" She poked her friend as she insisted the nurse had molested her unconscious patient."I had to get it clean," said Jess loftily. "I had to get ALL of him clean." She leaned back. "Besides. You would have liked it. I know you would. It's been YEARS since you've seen one."Lou Anne stood up. "And it will be fine if it's more years until I see another one," she said. "The last one I saw got me pregnant and then took off with its owner. I don't need any more of that!" Girl,.