Darkness prevails and I have no sense of the evening, or even morning perhaps. Only the loneliness to keep me company, which is no friend of mine as I...listen quietly to the sounds of nothingness.It is the sound of the door opening that alerts me I am not alone. But it is done so quietly that I am well aware it's been done in such a way as not to alert me of a presence. Curious, I decide to say nothing. Doing nothing is easy, I can't. But now I am curious for there is no sound, no spoken word. She named the little girl Destiny.Sunny delivered her second daughter three months later. The nurses gave Bob a cake in the labor room. It said "Welcome back Bob" and "For a Sunny Delivery". The cake was only half right. It was a long labor and the baby seemed to want to stay right where it was, even though Sunny was dilated eight centimeters. Fourteen hours later, when she gave her last convulsive push and the baby lay squalling in the doctor's hands, she lay back sweating as Bob wiped her. She felt his presence behind her, she knew it was him, his smell she would know anywhere. It intoxicated her, and comforted her at the same time. She did not turn, but her body shivered when she felt his warm breath against her ear, and his deep voice followed it; "You look stunning in that dress, seems like everybody here wants you. All these rich men must be offering you their fortunes for one night with you." He placed his hand on her thigh, his fingers just inside the slit that ran. " What about your mum?" Ellen asks cautiously."She'd-" I pause, looking down and trying hard not to cry. "I don'tknow. I'd like to think she'd love me no matter what, but with Dad- Ijust don't know!" At this, the tears start freely flowing. Charlotte isinstantly at my side, hugging me and letting me cry myself out on hershoulder."You want a family," Charlotte says softly. "We all do..." It's not like we were particularly close beforehand," I croak, havingfinally calmed down. "Mum and dad both.