I want to major in history, but what do you do with a history major?” Beth was amazing as she answered. She was merging onto a busy interstate and ...idn’t miss a beat. “I suppose you could write about history, or teach history. Or use it to build on an advanced degree in law or theology.” “I hadn’t thought of those.” “My undergrad degree is in art history.” We arrived at what looked like a resort. Beth went and checked in since she was using her credit card. We then drove out to a building. This was going to be something that I would need to do on my own. I needed to face the little parasite growing inside of me. I needed to be able to look at it and know with certainty that I did not want it.I didn’t really have a stance in the pro-choice/pro-life debate. I’d never thought I’d be put in a position like this, where it would actually be relevant to me. Now, I was realizing how important it was. I respected those that wanted to keep their pregnancies, and I completely understood. "Better!" Annie smiled."Much better, and you'll be cooler," Cassie added."Ok, kids," Ed took over, after consulting with Joanne and Oscar, "thisis Maelee and Richard," he introduced the Guest Services employeeswearing the plaid vests. "They are escorting you around the parks tomake sure that you stay out of trouble, ok?"Every one said hi to the two college students."You have all of my number, so if you need anything - anything at all -just call or text and I'll come running, ok?"They all. "CRAP Jean was still on her high horse. I was getting tired of listening to her grousing about comfort. In truth she didn't even like most of my friends and our camping at any time. She especially didn't like the bike rally's I went to several times a year but she refused to let me go alone. She was insanely jealous of me and had gotten into several altercations when she thought I was paying too much attention to another woman or they were coming onto me. We had always just been visiting but.