Would you care to join me?" She did not want him to get away. "I do not drink..." he paused in his reply, "...alcohol." "Very admirable. You must be d...iving tonight." When he did not respond she added, "Drinking and driving don't mix.” She laughed uncomfortably when she realized that she had inadvertently dropped her exaggerated Southern accent and before she was able to get back into character, she noticed Betty Boop easing her way through the throng of merrymakers with the Wicked Witch. ’ ‘Can you tell mom one more thing?’ ‘Sure. What is it?’ ‘Tell her it didn’t hurt.’ Amanda barely heard the last phrase and she once again kissed his forehead and stroked his hair. The Kid had closed his eyes and was barely breathing. Amanda felt his hand relax in hers and then, he simply stopped breathing. With tears running down her face, Amanda remained next to him for a few more moments making sure that he was really gone and then waited some more to ensure it would be too late for anyone. I had a few more drinks than I normally do... and really got into the swing. I remember that I danced with the girls a lot more... and that my style of dancing was very different... I used my arms a lot more, as well as my hips.I was having a ball... and it was late when I realised that a lot of people had drifted away... I really didn't want it to end... I was more than a little "merry"... and sat down to stop my head spinning. The DJ was announcing the end of the evening, and I was chatting. "Thanks", Alicia answered, confused at the compliment. She led him into the kitchen where the family had just finished Emily's birthday breakfast. "Happy birthday, kid", Jack said, handing Emily her gift as he sat down next to her."I'm not a kid anymore", she said, sticking her tongue out at him as she ripped the wrapping paper. Inside was a copy of her favorite book. "Thank you", she squealed, throwing her arms around her uncle. He smiled as he hugged her back, loving the feeling of her large.