I know that women I have met tell me that they wish that the babies would be out of them and they are sooo tired of being pregnant. I love carrying ba...ies. I want to have more as soon as we can, Paul. Do you mind?” Erin touched my cheek.“I don’t know Erin. Babies are awfully expensive.”“Paul, I think I have enough money to afford all of the babies we want to have. We have never talked about it, but I do not want to live like a rich person. I like living a simple life. Well as simple a life as I. " I'm, um, kinda gonna need you to go over them with nail polish remover,"I say sadly. "I did them this morning but I can't really go home and showthem to my parents, much as I wish I could." Okay," Sarah says, giving me another kiss before getting a bottle ofnail polish remover and going over my toes. "You know, you've done somuch for me today, I kinda feel I should give you something in return." You, um, do know that's not how birthdays work, right?" I say with achuckle, earning a playful. “We are but Brad got a job out here and we couldn’t be happier to get away from that Eastern bullcrap.”“Well sit down and enjoy some good old Alaskan hospitality.”There was homemade bread and Venison from game Sarah had shot. “Since we got company, Rod is going to make up a little stew.”“You don’t…. No problem at all, something warm will hit the spot.”Everyone exchanged small talk as they ate. As they packed up Brad talked with Rodwhile Sarah and Bristol talked with Angie. Sarah, do you. My Indian scouts pleaded with me to allow them to follow me west and I had to admit the thought of having an armed band was a hell of a lot safer than attempting the journey alone.I appropriated a fine Conestoga wagon from the junk heap on the side of the fort. Most of the pilgrims arriving at their final destination wanted nothing more than to be shut of the thing that had served more as their prison rather than a simple means of transportation on the long trek into the unknown dangers of the.