I desperately tried to buck, but she held me firmly. For my efforts, I got another smack in the butt. "Stay still or you will be sorry,” she said an...rily. "But..", I tried to say something and got another stinging slap on the butt. "Shut up,” she said.By now she had walked through the hall way and kitchen. She opened the patio door and walked out to the backyard. I saw Ben sitting in a lawn chair his face still showing bruises from yesterday. "Who is it, Lauren?" Ben asked as she walked toward. Kate patted her hair down self-consciously before opening her door. ‘Brett?’ she asked in shock. ‘Hey,’ he smiled crookedly at her, reaching a hand up to scratch his head sheepishly, realizing he had nothing to say now that he’d gotten to her doorstep. ‘Um, hi,’ she furrowed her brow at his appearance, ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘I, um, I’m not sure,’ he admitted. ‘It just felt wrong when you left the party. I wanted to see more of you. Or at least have a way to get in touch with you.’ ‘Oh.. You still have memories and traditionsfrom them, you can carry that on." How? Having a kid? I'd be a terrible mother." Why the hell would you think that?" Horribly dangerous career for one thing. Also I couldn't even keepgoldfish, there is no way I'd be responsible enough for a kid. Besidesthere is the whole 'Faith' part of me. Who knows what that would do toa kid." Come on, you can't really think that. I've told you countless timesthat Faith doesn't control you. You just look like her. His old teacher told him to get himself to the city, where there were bigger rooms, better jobs, and fancier restaurants.Arriving on the bus, Clem found an old paper with the help wanted section still attached. Trying all day to find a job, any job. At a hole in the wall cafe having a coffee, the old cook notices the sadness on his face.“What’s the matter” He asks.Clem says “Looking for a job, but nobody hiring.”The old cook writes down an address. “Go here, I hear he’s hiring.”Clem thanks the.