..”Molly never knew her first name, but thought to herself how fitting it was. Classy, pretty and feminine.“Sorry, Sophie. We’ve heard such good... things about St Augustine’s. You and Mr Peddigrew seem to have done a wonderful job; my wife and I were a little worried when we saw some old news reports”.The teacher was reminded about the school’s reputation. The national media had, three years earlier, attacked the school heavily for its extremely high instances of teenage pregnancy, a problem that. I felt as though I was ten years younger. I could feel her nervousness beside me, but the hostess nodded at our names and led us to a table near the kitchen. The restaurant was busy. Ours was nearly the last vacant table. I could see Kat looking over the other patrons, scanning for familiar faces.I took Katherine's hand across the table as she looked over the menu."Daddy," she said warningly."Adam," I corrected her, quietly. "We're more than that now. You should use my name."She smiled."I still. I saw Mom leading Bill toward the bedroom.The next morning at breakfast Cindy asked, "What did you guys do after we left last night? We came back and we were going to hang out at the pool. There were clothes all over the place. When I asked what happened here, Doug answered that Britt was home."I said, "Nothing happened. Cathy and I were skinny-dipping and Mom and Bill joined us. Then Cathy got a new job and a new apartment. After that, Bill and Mom went to their room to have sex and Cathy and. In the weeks that ensued after that dreadful black Tuesday, so as to get through each day, he had to keep telling himself that ‘ She never felt that I was ever good enough to respect, I was always plan ‘B’. Not once did she ever, I mean, ever put it all out there on the line for me’. These words echoed in his head as a constant reminder, and were a fitting tribute to the pain that tore apart his heart and ripped into his soul. She was never really his. She could have been, but she never wanted.