What would I need ovulation control for?” I pondered a minute, counted days in my head and didn’t like the result ... so I counted on my fingers. ...ame damn result. “Feel my forehead,” I requested.He did. “You’re warm.”“Shit!”“What?”“Exactly halfway between periods.”“I wasn’t planning on being a Daddy,” he said.“I wasn’t planning on being a mom,” I said. “How many times?”“What?”“Did I surrender to your manly charm?”“I don’t know ... six or seven...” he said. “What is your name?”Now he asks ... I. Much to his surprise, he was enjoying having Henry around the house.Finishing his breakfast, Jerry moved back from the table and said, “You really did a great job on that bike. You should be really proud of it.”“I am,” said Abe. He attacked the food on his plate hoping that he could finish the food without another interruption.Jerry went over to the coffeepot and returned to the table with it. He refilled all of the cups on the table without asking. Melissa topped hers off with a dash of cream. She was upset for Cassie, but not unduly so. She had a mission, to find our how things stood with Ged with regard to Cassie."Well," he said, after a pause. "You wanted to see me?" Ged, I'm very sorry I did not believe you when you emailed me." she began.He said nothing."It all seemed so cut and dried, the evidence..." You do know," Ged cut in, "that after the evidence has been heard in a court, the defence has a chance to counter it?"She nodded, and felt guilty. Put that way her reaction had. I’m also sure I smelled pretty ripe. The costume they thought I was wearing was seen clearly now as the clothes of a dead man! Within moments the house grew quiet. The party ended as everyone stood back not believing their eyes. How could a dead man be standing in front of them? The host and hostess came in the main room asking what the problem was. No one spoke but their eyes pointed to a truly gruesome looking figure in the center of the room. Melissa looked into my eyes not wanting to.