Most of the time she loved working in the morning when her brain was still well-rested and the ideas fresh and not even the beautiful nature around he... house had woken up, but then there are exceptions to every rule and this day looked like one of them.Staring at the notebook screen on the table in front of her she sighed and leaned back in a last attempt to focus, but the ideas she had fallen asleep with had vaporized. Of course it wasn’t the first time and normally she had a plan B in the. I walked faster to get a chance to see her face. It was a small hobby I had to go and look into middle-aged upper-class women in the Castle City. It tickled the imagination a bit to see these dressed up and often fresh ladies strolling around town. There was never anything more than just watching but this one was something very special. I managed to walk around her and stop at a storefront to watch. Slowly I turn to her and see that she is looking at me. I look quickly in the shop window again.. "I didn't spent nine monthscarrying you so that you could become some kind of hoodlum. It's obviousthat I'm a failure as a mother." Tears were pouring down Jill's cheeks asthe confusing mix of emotions swirled inside her. Even as she said thewords, she felt almost overwhelmingly guilty for them, but at the moment sheno longer seemed to have any control over her emotions. "You have no ideawhat I've done for you....to have what feels like a basketball inside ofyou, and then give birth. God, I. "And you're hot."I rolled my eyes. "I'm not. I'm freezing out here. And I'm wearing clothes."She rolled hers in return. "I wasn't talking about your temperature, cutie."Okay, not what I expected. I turned to look at Chad. "Yo, Barrow?"Both he and Lee turned to look at us."I should get a picture of that," Chad said."What you should do convince Killer Frost here to get up and put on someclothes. Otherwise, you'll be taking a Sarah-cicle home later."Chad arched an eyebrow. "Killer Who?"Crap. Comic.