Iloved the way they dressed! The way their clothes accentuated their everycurve. Damn it! That's what I wanted to do, I had made up my mind. Itried ...he make up but now I wanted more, I wanted to dress!!I went home earlier than normal that night after faking an injury fromthe football making sure to limp until I got out of sight around thecorner then ran like hell to get home. My father worked late on a Mondayand my sister usually went out with her two best friends Nicky & Teri tothe local. She filled me in on why she was in town, who she worked for, etc. I gave her the same peripheral details. As we talked, we kind of scooted towards each other on the couch. Nothing too noticeable. But after talking for a 10 minutes, we were now side by side, legs touching, and laughing about different memories. At one point, I felt her move her leg up and down against mine. What? Did she really just do that? I wasn't sure. But I think she did. So, I did the same back to her. She. Claire took hold of my arm.“Unfortunately, her baby girl died the same day Kalista was born. The day this happened was on — on October 15th, 2003. That same day, Kalista was born to her mother, June McArthur.”“The same day ... the same year!”This final bit of information silenced them all.Kalista came through the crowd, came up to me and asked, “What’s going on, Charles?”I–I couldn’t answer her. I was so overwhelmed with emotion.Kalista said, “Aunt Sarah, why is Charles crying? What happened?”I. If you are good enough (or well-known to me on CHYOA), I will be happy to make you an author so I don't have to approve the chapter.You find yourself entering The Last Call, a local tavern at Ports of Call, the last city before the boat towards the continent of Abanasinia, on the greater continent of Ansalon in the world of Krynn.Sitting to the right of a bar with a beer in hand and pipe in mouth is a 5 foot, 3 inch tall human. On top of his head is deep, first red hair that has a single.