What are you going to be doing Monday?’ she asked. ‘Not much, i haven’t really thought that far ahead’ ‘well, i want you to come over around...10 if you can, i have a big surprise for you’ ‘what kind of surprise?’ ‘you will just have to wait till you get here, ‘you can’t do this to me, it’s not fair!’ ‘whoever said i was fair she said and laughed, just be here at 10 and don’t be late!’. The silence on the phone was deafening. God i wonder what that is about and the rest of the weekend i was. I fell asleepwhen watching ballet and didn't know that I peed myself. I stood upwhile Dad abused me with words and changed my clothes. Deep down Ibelieved what he said. I just peed myself. Dad only thought that babieswet themselves. Deep down, I thought I was a baby.That was life with Dad now. Every time he seen me, he would get mad andcall me names such as girlie or baby. He never smiled at me oranythinglike that. He never asked me if I had a good day. He was like a stonewith me, or some. I didn't have any stuff to collect so I waited outside her cabin. After a few minutes she stepped out and I couldn't help but stare. It was still warm so she had kept her jeans on but had changed her top to a white bikini top. I stared in amazement at her breasts. They were big and perfect. She smiled and said, "Ready to go." I nodded and followed her.The trek wasn't that bad. I walked behind Stacey the entire time and couldn't take my eyes off her ass. We reached the viewpoint and we sat on a. "We're shutting down the house down here. I'm not giving it up. This land is family land. This acre was walked upon by my great-great grandfather. Their first house was here on this ridge and it was wiped out by a hurricane in 1928. They built again, but it was a little further over to the east. There are the ghosts of five generations of Grangers here, with all the trials, the sorrows, the triumphs, the love and the laughter, and I and that brown-haired teen over there packing her bag are.