Again, I've got to learn to stop thinking.We were almost home, on a stretch of road that wasn't very busy any time, when in the middle of Megan's run-...n monologue about her desire to have at least ten of my kids, my truck sputtered and died.Wondering what else could possibly go wrong in my life, I pulled the flashlight out from under the seat and went to check things out under the hood. When I found nothing wrong, I climbed back in the truck and happened to glance at the gas gage. No gas.I. The same words poured from the lips she knew could still taste her. We shouldn’t have done this, we’re friends…it’s not right, this will never happen again. But it always did. And she couldn’t bring herself to regret it either. She would take every chance she had to be close to him, no matter how brief, no matter how much he regretted it, she would not. Taylor sighed, there was no use harping on the past, not when the reason for all her grief was currently making himself comfortable on her. Even their faces were covered with clothes. I thought it was normal as per weather. One guy was standing before me with his back towards me.The other guy was standing after me facing me at my back. The bus stopped again and few more people came in. It made me stand in less space between those guys. It was like I was in the middle. One guy was in front of me and one guy after me. Other people were standing there half sleepy with their back towards the corner.The two last seat people to whom. We arrived at the house and made our way through the open front door and soon found the rest of the guests and the drinks fridge, there was about 30 people there, all dressed as various characters with quite a few duplicates as could be expected. Cherry had been spotted by another Harley Quinn and they were soon chatting and comparing outfits. I mingled a bit and got settled with a group of guys who were talking football etc and having some fun checking out the girls in their outfits. There.