What was better, and the thing I was after, was that if any of these girls was questioned in the future, it would all be remembered as a big joke.I mi...ssed the parties. Wesley and I tried to make it up to each other, but it wasn't the same. I missed the sheer fun of the parties. I was building a future, though, and I kept that in mind when I sat in my room on a Sunday afternoon and reflected on what I could be doing.LSU had gone through the stupid fad of students having to do "community service". “Asuna?” I asked.“Oh thank God. You had me worried. You had us all worried.” said Asuna.When I realized this wasn’t a dream my hand shot directly to my stomach.“Your baby is fine. But from now on you should take things carefully.” Asuna said.I was so relieved that they were okay. I looked to my mother and said, “Due to where we are I’ll try to be nice to you but I can’t make any promises.”“You’re still angry at me aren’t you?” Asuna asked.I didn’t answer with words I just laid down.“You got to. This was followed by a series of men's faces, and finally a small green glen and several indistinct, shadowy figures speaking Gaelic.Mary Margaret screamed then, went limp in my arms, and the images faded. I was back in the Carriage House with a passed-out Mary Margaret in my arms. Mary Kate appeared within seconds of her sister's scream. She was very upset, but it didn't appear to be with me.I deposited Mary Margaret on the back seat of the Cadillac touring car, throwing the suitcases out the. "I'll take it all," he said, "horses, rig and this here woman. But first, I'm gonna take care a'you." He spun the woman to the ground, put his foot on her leg and shrugged his musket from his back. Rebecca's short-barreled pistol was almost touching his belly when she fired, and a long spear of flame flared between his legs. The man screamed, lurched back, dropped his weapon, clutched his groin and fell on his face, howling and rolling about, his britches afire. I tore his throat out with my.