Amber gets out and slams the door. She walks right past her father with a quick, “Hi, Daddy.” and goes right into the house. Leon looks straight a... Sarah with a frown asking, “What the hell is that all about?”“We had a fight on the way here,” he ex-wife offers.“About what?” he presses.“Well, she is sixteen and she knows she gets to choose where she wants to live,” Sarah explains, looking pained. Leon isn’t sure that it is because of the fight or that Amber may have chosen to live with him. “But. ." she muttered, but found her body strangely paralysed as she thought she should get up."Wow, it is wet down here," Mark commented snidely as he cupped her mound. An obscene jolt wen through Laura's body."Mark, stop it," she said, trying to be firm, despite her voice's shaky foundation.Mark slid his fingers out of her and outside of her jeans. His sister's juices were visible on his fingers. "All right, all right. Just get off of me."Laura tried to work up the energy to move, but for some. "Leave her," Mendonca warned. "We can't save everyone." It'll only take a moment," Jason said. He knew he shouldn't, but the girl reminded him of Valerie, back before their marriage had gone to shit.Jason dashed across to the toilets and gently pushed the door open. He didn't want to spook the girl more than she already was. The door closed behind him, shutting out most of the noise of the lobby. Quiet now, the room gave the appearance of a calm safe haven, an impression reinforced by the clean. "I don't always drink beer," he said. "But when I do ... I prefer..." Shut up!" I laughed. "You bought that stuff because you like the frigging commercial. Let me get you a Pepsi before you burp both of us out of here."As I got up to go to the kitchen, I had a thought. Paul was smiling already. He seemed to be a lot happier than normal. I remembered when he got sick the previous winter. Paul had never smoked or taken any kind of drugs. He didn't even take aspirin. When he'd gotten sick, I'd.