‘Jealous?’ Ayla asked. ‘No, you’ve given me no reason to be jealous of any man,’ Shane replied. Ayla smiled and hugged Shane. ‘Good,’ s...he said simply. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘Aya, are you okay?’ Shane asked from the doorway of the bathroom. ‘Are you sick again?’ he added, not really needing an answer, Ayla hovering over the toilet answered the questions for him as a million thoughts running through his mind. ‘I feel like shit. The flu is going around at work,’ Ayla groaned. ‘Are you pregnant?’ Shane. The drive from the airport was agony. i was on edge and the driver said nothing, not a word, which might have made me feel a little at ease. That, i think, is what You wanted.i'm here, "It's my birthday." i say to myself.A room. Recessed lighting turned down made it intimate and comforting. i sit in the chair that the letter instructed i sit in, and listen to my breathing, hoping You'll come for me soon.You don't. i dare not leave the room to ask where You are, so i let myself drift away,. I had so much power inside of me, so much ability to do good and to help people and to make other peoples’ lives better. I then turned my attention back to the setting sun and wondered: Would I ever find out why I had this power? Or would I just be happy, not question it, and move on with my life? Sure, I might’ve been able to find the answer to the enigma through some kind of inner dialogue. Perhaps through some inspirational montage where I climb a windy, snow-capped mountain to reach a huge. Billy looked at Jamie with a grin.“How was Aunt Janis?” Jamie asked.“Fucking amazing,” Billy answered, “ But I have something to tell you.”“What?” Jamie asked.“Promise not to be mad first,” Billy said.Jamie looked at him with confusion and said, ”I promise. What?”“I uh, well I fucked your mom too.”Jamie almost fainted and looked at Billy with mouth agape and eyes bugged out. He couldn’t speak.“Please don’t be mad, cuz. I fucked my mom too, just so you know."“I’m not mad,” Jamie finally.