If I hadn't been kind of distracted by all the chaos of the past few months... moving here; new job; then the promotion; having to start traveling... ...I might have realized it was time for me to sit her down and talk about it, prepare her a little bit. I'm not at all surprised. I had my first period almost exactly at the same age as she is now. She'll be turning 12 in just a couple more weeks, so it's not all that early. But it seems like she's also taking after me in the way her period really. " he said, and he cut the tape. The box opened, he started rifling through its contents. He pulled out a badly dented thermos, and his briefcase, which contained papers from his work. He looked through the papers trying to remember, but to no avail. Setting the briefcase aside for now, he went back into the box and pulled out a beat up model ship box that had been broken open and it's contents broken. He found a little girl's doll, ragged and water-stained, as if it had been carelessly tossed. " Like you would know." Uh ... I can see you, you know." Right, and I'm Mother Teresa." No, I'm serious. You're lying on your back with your top off." What the..." Sandy hastily turned face down on the lounger. She was facing the back fence and looked toward Charlie's house but could see no windows, just a bit of his roof rising above the fence."I guess I should have kept my mouth shut. I did have a good view before you turned over." Good view? Where the hell are you?" Sandy looked again toward. ”“And my hands?”“No, I’m sorry, sweetie. You heard the doctor. He wants to wait another couple of weeks. He’s still afraid of infection.”I sighed, “Yeah, I know.” In truth, her calling me ‘sweetie’ stung a little. That’s what my mother had called me when I was young. Of course, I wasn’t about to say anything to her about it. She was, after all, doing so much for me, she had the right to call me anything she wanted.“Bobby, since we cut down on the meds, you’re feeling better. I can tell. And.