I needed someone to listen to me that could understand the pressures and hard decisions of command. I started talking and it all just poured out. I ...old him of my rescue from the TSN brig. I told him of how my friends all stood by me when I told them about the pill. I told him how happy I was when my mind and body finally agreed and how thrilling it was to finally be in charge of my own destiny. I told of my love for Miri and the miracle of our son's conception. I told him about how I was. Grandma Carson had been a lawyer, back in the day when women lawyers were rare, and she had done pretty well for herself in that field.Grandpa Carson had been a pilot for Pan Am, and then United, and then spent the last 15 years before he retired flying corporate and entertainment charters on international flights around the globe. He had been early in and early out in several different profit sharing plans, and had also taken some pay in stock from corporate clients a couple of times.. ”“Mah EGG?” the young woman exclaimed, “Ah ain’t a chicken!”“Chial, yew got some larnin to do, Ah thinks,” muttered Granny, real pissed at the shitty job them church folks did with sex education. “Abstinence ... bull. Never work round here.”She took MM to the library and they got a book that opened MM’s eyes wider than her thighs. Some research online also revealed that the woman’s vagina can get defensive with too many kinds of sperm present.MM thanked her Granny. Since she lived with two of. I walked on. The barn was further away than I’d thought. My legs hurt from the constant pulling in the mud. My armpits itched with beads of perspiration forming. My skin stung from the open scratches. What was I doing? This was ridiculous. But I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to see the Swallow’s sign up close. I wanted to touch it. I needed to more than anything I could imagine, though I didn’t know why. The flickering seemed less brilliant as I got nearer. It dulled until it gave just enough.