He had delivered me at one of the family reunions sixteen years-ago and had called me his Lucky Penny ever since. In spite of becoming a doctor, he wa... still the black sheep in the family. He had refused to become a preacher as was the tradition for the youngest sons in the family. The oldest sons became lawyers I had always wondered what God thought about this arrangement, but figured He must be okay with it, since none of them had ever been struck down by a bolt of lightening.I had turned. Instead of waiting for a urinal I head to on of the stalls. I'm just finishing up when I hear the door creak. I forgot to lock it like an idiot. I turn around already preparing for the awkward conversation.'Oh I'm sorry I forgot to loc--' I stop. Its him again. Just standing in the doorway.'Sorry, do you need to use the- 'No I don't, son' he said assertively 'I need you'I stood there frozen. Id fantasied about stuff like this plenty of times. But now, it might be about to happen I'm stood here. I'm not complaining! Zack and I were never really close growing up, but since I moved back home, we have started to realize that we do have quite a bit in common. We were both into hunting, fishing, and being outdoors. Since we realized we like a lot of the same things, we've been kind of inseparable. The two of us had a very playful relationship. We wrestled, picked on each other (in the nicest way of course), and dare I say... flirted. We never did that around our family though. But in public. And she was really the bread winner in the family. The husband was an emotional vacuum to her. However positive she tried to be, he was unwilling or unable to buoy himself up. He inhaled her love, encouragement, humor—everything!—and always looked at her with starving eyes. Naturally, that is also the essence of small children. They suck the marrow from parents’ bones. Still, this was par for the course, and women come with the standard equipment to survive this kind of thing. I wondered why.