.but if I do that, they'll know for sure one is missing..."Jack was annoyed at his logic. But if he was going to do this cleanly, hehad to get to a ca...bin before the groups did.Quietly, he watched as the boys were approaching a cabin. From earlierestimates they spent over 10 minutes inside each one at least, so hewould have plenty of time to get a uniform.He went to the back of the current cabin and it was so small that hecould hear the counselor's speech. At this moment, he became very awareof. “You’re still looking here in Birmingham?” he asked.“Mostly,” I admitted. “I put in applications at jobs I’d be happy to get at other places around the country.”“Colorado too?” he asked.“No,” I said with a shake of my head. “None in Miami either.”He nodded in understanding. “I hope you get something you love around here,” he said sympathetically.It was a week later when the company started cutting back on hours. My boss gave me the news and shrugged apologetically. “Not my decision,” he. “Who is she?”“How old is she?”“Is this the first time you two were together like this?“Is she a classmate?”“Where do her parent’s think she is tonight?”The last one drew her in like a shark to blood infested waters.“She’s at a sleep-over? You---you meant for her to stay the night---in MY HOUSE!”“Well you haven’t come home at normal times lately and...”The fact was I hadn’t thought things through. My mother was proficient though, even with all that booze running though her veins. “She told her. You enjoy your breakfast?" I looked down at my plate, small chunks of fallen-off omelet lay scattered around it, laying near tiny globs of unused ketchup. "I loved it. Why didn't you eat anything?" I'm not hungry." He eyed me up and down for a moment from across the table. "You want to go for a walk? To the park maybe?" he asked, his eyes staring at me with curiosity and a bit of something else.I gave him a happy grin, pushing back my chair and standing up, "of course I will," I stare out of.