She had gotten pregnant. She was fifteen, a year younger than he.His and her parents were very religious and dead set against abortion.It was a shotgu...n wedding.Both sets of parents had turned them out on their on after an out of state wedding.Tom's uncle had given him a beat up worn out old pickup to leave in.They had come here to Birmingham and gotten jobs.They stayed in the Salvation Army Shelter for two weeks before they had enough money to rent a grubby furnished room.Soon after that Jeri. It was going to be an interesting weekend.Monday morning I rode my bike to school. I don't know why I'd never ridden my bike, but it was a good three miles and that was normally bussing distance. But biking was the only way I could think of that I'd be able to see Judy. I headed out of school with the 'walkers' Monday afternoon and got to the bike rack just in time."Hey, Shorty," I called."Don't you call me ... Brian! What are you doing out here with the little kids?" Judy, is this guy. " So do I, but that has to wait until we are free and clear of this, lets go." She slowly looked over the room they had entered and realized it was a disused storeroom. Several of the rotted crates seemed to have held weapons and cloth at one time. Now the rotted and rusted masses held more rot and rust. They spent a few minutes studying the door and found they could see out a slot near the top. The next room had a little light from a slit window near the ceiling, about seven feet up. They. Our departure from the San Francisco pier had been quite calm, but after passing beneath the Golden Gate Bridge and cruising out into the Pacific Ocean, the water had steadily become more and more tempestuous, although the boat's crew assured us the weather posed no threat.We'd cast off amidst a typical San Francisco fog which hung around even this late in the afternoon. The sky had been overcast all day, somber weather for a somber occasion. But as we moved further and further away from the.