Peggy was like a little child at Christmas waiting for the baby to be born. I think she was more nervous than Brenda.Brenda woke us up one night at tw... in the morning. Aren't babies ever born during the day? We rushed her to the hospital and she was rushed into the maternity room. We had already decided that I wouldn't be at the delivery; I don't know if I could avoid passing out. Peggy was with Brenda every minute of the day; screaming at everyone when she thought that Brenda needed something. If anything, all of the items in his collection seemed to hang slightly loose on his shoulders. Going with the casual look, he selected a white t-shirt featuring an image of Bloom County characters shouting, "Ahead Warp Zillion!!!!" It seemed to be appropriate. After finishing his wardrobe, he again pulled his hair back into a ponytail, still slightly amazed at the length that it had reached. Trying to hide a bit of it, he pulled on his leather jacket, with the ponytail underneath. It. I had planned to stop being my lover’s mistress. For one we were becoming emotionally attached—no surprise there as it seems to occur in almost every lengthy affair people have. Secondly, guilt has been eating me alive lately. I mean he’s a married man. For 15 years now to be exact. I remember the day we met 8 months ago like it was yesterday. I had just got out of a bad break up and just wanted to drink my sorrows away. And then I met him. Trav Northrop. What a weird name I thought. I giggled. The girls just looked at one another as they realizedthey?d pretty much asked for it. "I just hope you girls feel up to handlingthe case. You all look kind of pale." We?re fine." Samantha said, not knowing where to begin explaining theirmannequin bodies. At that time two pairs of pantyhose hovered over a window on either sideof the living room. They peaked in and saw the mannequin bodies of thosewho were after them before heading off into the barn. If the girls had seemthem it would have.