"What are you going to wear?" Marnie asked. Holly found herself shrugging, though of course Marnie couldn't see that."God, Marnie, I have no idea!" Co...e over," Marnie said. "Bring lots of clothes. We'll get you an outfit."Holly shook her head."I don't even know if I can go!" she said."Louis in scheduling has a major hard-on for me," was Marnie's answer. "He'll make sure you can get the time off."Holly found herself getting excited, even though she knew better. The more you want something, the. The doctor explained that having a child with dissabilities was a huge responsiablity. She I do believe thought that a fifteen year old girl was not ready to raise a child with special needs. She was coarse with me and giving me the most gruesome possibilities. The tact to scare me just made me more determined. She told me that she would like to do a procedure called the amniocentesis, her reasoning for this particular procedure was to ensure the baby was not going to be mentally handicapped as. He was with two other men, both Continental officers in short wigs and dress uniforms."What's his name?" George," she said, "George Morgan." I think you will get your wish," I said. "Is there a pier behind this place?"She nodded and smiled. "I'll wait there."I walked toward the table, stopped behind my quarry, put a hand on his shoulder and faced an overfed captain. "Gentlemen," I said, getting their attention and feeling the shoulder under my hand stiffen. "Are you aware that George here is an. I was also wondering what could have happen to me if she had screamed as there were some passengers around. After a few days I did see her again. I became nervous as she stared at me for awhile before giving me a sweet smile and I thought that she would like to become friends. She made eye contact and gave a sign to sit beside her as the seat was empty. I was really shy and nervous too but she kept smiling at me and even blink her eyes giving me a sort of courage. I went over and sat beside her.