“Everyone knows she doesn’t date anyone from the company,” I replied. Liz smiled. “So I have heard,” Liz replied, “But I also know she lik...s you, because you’re the one guy who hasn’t hit on her.” Damn. “Yeah, right,” I sarcastically replied. “I’m serious,” Liz replied. “You should probably get to know her.” I mulled over what Liz told me for a full second and then told her, “I don’t think so.” I was not going to be lulled into something I knew full well was not going to happen. About that. However, the pregnancy was not very nice to her, and job searching had to be put off. First it was the morning sickness, and eventually, complete bedrest, luckily she was allowed to do at home. Once the baby was born, there were other complications, which led to some post partum depression, and only wearing sweats, and leggings. Tonight was all about Gracie, Jason had made sure she was going to be happy tonight. Her mom was the babysitter, as that was the only person Gracie would trust, dining. It wasn’t really that busy, which I think helped out my son; he seemed a little nervous. And truthfully, so was I. But I tried not to let it show. We got to our lane and put on our shoes. He was up first and his first try seemed like it was good before curving into the gutter.“Oh no!” I said, “you were so close!”He did better on his next try and wound up knocking down a few pins. Now it was my turn. I picked up the lightest ball I could handle and got ready to take my shot. But before I did, I. How about that? Well, your pretty little piece of fluff there came walking into my hospital room like she owned the place about a half hour after you left and a few minutes after they pried Jenny, kicking and screaming, from my side. Scared the bejeezus out of me, I have to tell you. Those little machines they had me hooked to were beeping and squealing enough to wake the dead. I was hollerin' for help and trying to push myself back through the wall when she told me, 'I'm not here to hurt you..