She just had a bit of a scare recently”“That’s no good. You need me to take care of anyone for you?”He offered gallantly.“Umm no Greg. It’........umm......its ok. I have to get going guys”She said nervously. “I’ll walk you home baby. See you later Greg”“Ok and take care Tina. I hope that cute little butt gets better soon”Tina went white as a ghost and quickly moved down the stairs despite her soreness. Ava and Tina stopped at the park on the way home to talk. “Why would he say that? He must. B. How are you this morning?" His voice was rich and deep, he sounded sincere. He smiled gently and sat down on the lone chair, swinging it next to the table. Sandra told him her symptoms, he nodded and wrote in her file. Then he asked her some questions. Finally he asked her to lay back on the table, arms to her side, feet together. The plastic cover was cold on the opening of her back as she lay still. Sandra watched the man push his fingers gently into her stomach in various places, asking. ”“But I ... don’t care about that, Carol. Not even ... a little bit,” I said, holding her tight.“Neither do I ... really, Rann -- but what about Mom and Dad? Do we tell them? Do we tell anybody? Oh ... Rann, this would be such a difficult secret to keep from them.” She said now holding me tight and practically sobbing in my arms. “We couldn’t kiss or hold hands in front of them, or in public. I don’t know what to do about this?”“I think I have a solution, Carol.”Then I explained to her my idea. The car empty, we set out for the 400 club. A cold walk has us at the doors to the pub, a live bands music filling the night air. We enter the warm establishment, seeking warmth of the body and of the gullet. Acquiring drinks, Jon, Katie and I find a table in a corner and settle in. We drink and drink, each seemingly stronger than the last. As we drink more and more the time flies by. 2 am rolls around before we know it and we ready ourselves to leave and head out into the cold for the.