..”“And he didn’t crap himself.”“Nope. Jason gets a medal. Bravery in the face of Cindy.”“I’ll mention that to Susan,” she giggled. ...ikki giggling. That means things are okay. That’s what I need from my sister.“Talking about it helps, you know,” I told my friend. “It didn’t hit me until I got to the room and lay down, then ... You’re still my support, you know...”“Sisters’re like that.”“Indeed they are.”“So when will you be back?”“The mechanic says he’ll have the part installed before noon. We. I could not see the chickens and the pigs, but I made out the sheep, and the cows, peacefully grazing on the steep meadows, lazily letting their calves nurse from their udders. I also saw the humans, tiny distant naked figures, their genders just discernible, busily going about their chores.I have never stayed at that farm, nor at any other of its kind. This is another man's story, not mine. Or you might say it is the girl's story.She wasn't his type at all. A strangely shapeless chubby body,. “The Babies dreamed that Daddy was in trouble.” Margaret began.“They said that they were in danger and he saved them.” Paula added.“But that it scared him real bad.” Penelope finished.“Girls, did the Babies tell you about the change?” Lynn asked.“Yes. They told us it was a secret.” Genevieve said in her tiny voice.“Well, it’s not a secret any more. Your daddy knows that I am having two boys.” Lynn said.“You are?” Margaret asked.“Yes. Isn’t that the secret?” Lynn asked.“No.” Paula said.“What!?”. Adding mustard, I carried them into the living room and turned on the TV to find out the state of the world.There was a report on the game last night. I went into shock! The headline was “Prince Roger and Princess Anna double date to the game.” The four of us were pictured! Neither Mason nor I were identified though the camera spent some time on me as I pointed out things about the game to the Prince.My cell rang and it was a girl friend of mine. She said, “Are you home and watching TV?”“As it.