Damn I wish you hadn't moved across town!" Me, too," I agreed, wishing I could hug her. She left me propped up in my bed, still trying to catch my bre...th, my throat sore, my head throbbing, sunk deep in a serious mope.Finally, with nothing better to do and not much hope I dragged my laptop up off the floor, stuck the disk in and called up the directory.There was a shitload of folders labeled with stuff like "SecCam" and "Fin" and "Prov," the kind of names that'd be meaningful only to the user,. “Like you do sometimes, Daddy?” Fifi remarked, making everyone laugh, except Clark and little Matthew taking a nap. He always fell asleep in the car.“When am I all puffed up and strut around?”“When you sneak up on Mommy,” Trish explained, giggling happily.“Daddy, how are you going to explain that?” Sally asked, smirking.“I’ll leave that up to you and Katie.”“What about the turkeys?” Katie wanted to know. “Aren’t you going to shoot one?”“I’d need to get closer, maybe by that tool shed over. She stood staring out towards the woods away from me. She rubbed slowly at her twitching ear. A moment later she took in a long breath and sighed. Then she sighed again in a much more exasperated, yet resolved manner. She continued looking out towards the forest for a few moments.“Then I forgive you” She stated flatly, still not turning around.I took a moment to process what she had just said. Had she just forgiven me? I took some additional time to process. I concluded that yes, that was what. “We don’t need to do anything you don’t want to do,” I said as I rubbed her arm.“Thanks, Jack.” Her hands finally fell to her lap. “Have I ruined the moment.”“Not at all,” I said with a genuine, reassuring smile.Abby smiled back. The kind that said ‘Thank you’ without words. Next, she fell backward onto her back and asked, “Do you like a girl on her back?”“Yes,” I nodded, “But we can do whatever you want to do. Do you want me to,” I paused, “with you on your back?” I didn’t want to say ‘fuck.