A half hour later, Cindy returned.I told her, “You want Tricia to have my baby. You will do everything in your power to achieve this goal. You will ...ake Chad think he is the father. Do you understand this?”“Yes Mark, I understand.” Replied Cindy.“Now go help Beth make lunch!” I instructed her.After about an hour Chad and Tricia returned with 4 bags, I told Chad to put the bags in our second guest bedroom and then come have lunch.We sat down to a lunch of BLT’s and tater tots, Tricia was visibly. The only person in the room was the older of the two daughters, I guess about 13 or 14 yrs old, I stayed where I was for a while, looking at the girl and thinking ‘she aint bad actually’ Just then her daddy came in the room, wearing a robe and plonked himself down next to his daughter, putting his arm round her. As they sat on the sofa, watching telly, the younger daughter came in, wearing a cute little nightdress, I felt a little guilty looking at her, but she did look pretty cute in her. My rooms a lot lighter than my hall as the window looks out into the street, the light from a lamp making it almost bright. I look at his face for the first time in two weeks and am shocked at what I see. His once bright eyes are puffy and red like he hasn’t slept in who knows how long, the alcohol making the whites of his eyes blood shot. A thick layer of stubbed covered his jaw and cheeks and it’s obvious he hasn’t shaved in days. ‘God baby, you look so good.’ he murmured as he stroke the. We knew it would be dark soon, and we headed back to camp, she was a bit scared of the dark, and so she held onto my hand tightly, eventually we made it back to the camp, we both got changed, even after the night at the sleep over, we were both a bit awkward about undressing and then dressing again, infront of each other, so instead we faced away from the other.She was wearing a long warm pair of pants, and a T-Shirt of a band she listened to when she was younger, I was wearing just a plain.