And I am glad you two are together. Jo, be good to your husband. We love you.”“Thank you, Daddy,” she said. “We love you and Mom.”“Good ni...ght, Johanna, my daughter.”“G’nite, Dad.” And she was back.“Mom and Dad said both said that I should treat you well.” She started to get the smile back. “Stoney, are you okay? I mean, you just...”“I’m okay, dearest one,” I said.“You killed a guy.”“Uh, he wanted to rape you. Pulled a knife on me. I killed a mad dog. No, wait. Mad dogs don’t know what they’re. She walked over and gave him a hug, laughing apologetically when he winced as she put pressure on his new stump. The arm was completely gone now, the bone deemed not strong enough to support a prosthetic, ending at the shoulder as did his right.“You ready to go see Kurtz?” Kaisha asked.“Yes, let’s get this done.”She smiled and took his hand in hers, leading him downspin of the torus, towards the printing facility. Along the way, they chatted idly. Kaisha seemed chipper, energized. He felt it. His little gray hairs made him look so much sexier or at least to me they did; and there was something about feeling that mustache on my soft skin that just gave me the chills. I could feel it down to my toes and right back up again. I felt my heart skip a beat when he pulled me in his arms for that first hug and kiss. When he kissed me I felt a spark like it was magic and I knew at that moment that this was meant to be… and that we would figure out a way to be together."Oh wow Alyssia!" He. “Well, perhaps not your brother’s penis, but certainly his testis,” Old Steeple Fingers said, and instantly regretted it.One look at Mark’s stupefied expression and we were all stifling giggles.“Well, Big Brother, you got another one on me; your spare balls are in me, and I’m just the delivery boy.” Mark high fived me, half in self mocking, half in resignation. In the darkness before we slept, my wife kissed me on the cheek.“I know you have always wanted to get Sarah pregnant, looks like you.