Her black hair appeared soft and straight. It fell past her shoulders to her upper back. She looked to be in her early twenties with a slight build."I...'s okay now. They're gone. You'll be fine. I've got plenty of time. I'll take you home, or anywhere else, if you like. Where do you want to go?" I asked.Through her sobs, she answered. "I don't know." She then burst into a full-blown cry. The tears flooded down her face.I put my pistol away, locked the glove box, and lightly placed my hand on her. Our three rooms were now being booked solid. Most of our patrons were people who had come and stayed for a few days and loved it. Kim and Cami, the retired twin schoolteachers, had asked to lease the downstairs bedroom for the next year. They were treated as an addition to the family and all took an interest in what was going on. They got very excited when informed we would be enlarging the main house and adding six more rooms.Judy became the driving force in pushing things along. I still. Finally Ashley sat up, too. She turned to face me, like her friend had. Her knees were not nearly as close to each other as Emma's were."We talked about it," she said. "Em and me, I mean. It's like this. Guys our age can be a pain sometimes. They like to brag to each other about what they did with a girl they took out. It's bad enough when they just tell lies, but if you really do something with them, it's even worse. Plus all the cute guys are taken." How sad for you," I said, smiling.She. ”“What is that?”“The Doctor would harvest your wife’s remaining eggs and freeze them for future use.”“But if she has a hysterectomy she wouldn’t be able to have another baby.”“With your permission and you wife’s also, her eggs would be donated to a couple who can’t have children, or they can be donated to science, so her loss wouldn’t be a total loss,” she explained.“Yes, I’ll agree to that.”“Since it would be only you signing the form, for now, her eggs will be held in quarantine at the Center.