It didn't.We'd been to the local theatre in town and enjoyed the operatic society's interpretation of "Madame Butterfly" she'd even cried at the end a...nd kicked me when I laughed, life was good, I thought as I eased the car out onto the main road just as the foreign juggernaut came round the curve on the wrong side of the road.Jenny screamed, I wrenched the wheel hard and thought just for a second that I'd got away with it, but the driver swung his wheel too and still forgetting that in. Then white lace socks and white Mary Jane shoes.The resort supplies toddler clothes for their baby visitors, they think of every detail it seems.I am ready to go out for my first day in Babyland.You carry me to a stroller by the door and strap me in. We leave the house and you push me down the street.The whole resort area is not that large, really, it is easy to walk, or be pushed in a stroller like I am now, to the play areas and some of the stores and offices. But there is also a car,. We were not going to fuck! I swore to myself that I was going to be cool, calm and collected. Keep your big mouth shut, I told myself firmly.Deputy Williams appeared at the window, lips in a grim line, shades reflecting the countryside. I pushed the button to roll down the window. I looked into his shaded eyes, imagining his blue eyes behind them. I tried to shake off the flush of desire trembling in me. I hate this man. I said it several times in my head."Good evening ma'am, license and. So I’ve forced the issue.”“Get me back up there, you lunatic!” she shouted in a whisper.“Relax, you have twenty eight bars before you play again. I can get you back up in one second. And down again. I would advise you not to move off your seat, because if you do I’ll simply drop open the trap, and when you fall through I’ll just have to try and catch you. Or maybe not. But either way, I won’t be able to put you back up on stage again, so you’ll have to sit out the rest of the concert down here.