I don’t rememberif I turned around or if he turned me around, but he pulled my arm sohard that for an instant I thought he dislocated it.I like ...ain.He was kissing me hard. I closed my eyes and kissed back hard,letting my body press into his and I felt his hands tighten around mywrists which were now behind my back.I started to resist, but I quickly realized that if I did that hemight have let me go.I could barely breathe. I still didn’t open my eyes, because, like Isaid,. I drug myself out of bed and got dressed, wondering all the while about how to spend my last day. For someone like me, I guess there wasn’t much choice. I’d spend it like I spent every other: alone with my camera, one last time.I hefted my trusty camera from its place amongst the junk on my dresser and powered it on while slipping into my shoes. An unusual message filled the display.Would you like to change your life?The message was impossible. There wasn’t anything on my camera able to. ‘Kiss me too Andy. You kiss Mommy all the time.’ Andy kissed her. He told her they needed to talk about something. He said, ‘Your Mommy told me you want a little brother or sister, is that right?’ ‘Un Hun!’ ‘You know that the baby has to grow in your mommy’s tummy until it is big enough to come out and be born don’t you?’ ‘Un hun, Mommy says you have to put it in there.’ ‘Yes, Sweetie that is true and I like your idea. Your mommy has to want me to put it in there first, so who do you think. She’d been diligent in giving me almost daily progress reports on every step on every action item.Stacy grinned and rattled them off, “You just want to hear it again. OK. I got dozens of ideas from other clubs; many of them are in here or will be by the night of the opening. You have the best bands within five hundred miles playing here until next July, and most will extend if the place proves to be good on their resumes. The art work is completed and installed,” she gestured to the walls of.