Not even back the day that, as first time lovers, Lindie and I had shared our special rite of passage together. Our collective first!"MOM!" Michelle s...houted. It stopped us in our tracks. Her head had lifted up off of my face. Her chin stretched upward and she was looking just beyond my head. Her arm came up. I tilted my head into the floor to look where she was pointing."What's THAT!" she asked. "Mom, you never told me about THAT set of hand prints."Lindie pulled us tighter together and tugged. We both knew we had to move along,As we gazed in each other’s face,After a few loving words exchanged,You suggested we go to your place.Hand in hand we ran back outside,Like teenagers on a date,Both knowing there was more to come,An inescapable fate.Once again we went to the car,And made that fateful drive,Both of us thinking the same thing,Both anxious to arrive.We parked the car in your driveway,After what seemed such a long ride,We got to the door as you got your key,We both ran to get. I wasn’t aware of the fact that Todd was taking bets on the side. Naturally the more he one the more drinks he was buying for him and myself. I noticed that he would speak to a bunch of guys who were at the bar and another bunch sitting at a table. It was a Friday night and the bar was really crowded. I asked Todd what’s going on with him and his friendliness with all the guys. It was then that he told me about his betting on the side and that we have made a lot of money in winnings. As the. The one thing she had to be above. At least for now. In her general scheme of things of course, it was small beer; she knew that. Yet it was a departure from the script just the same. And she was growing less and less fond of departures. As before, when excitement grew so uncertainty waned. At first, lingering germs of doubt had made her uneasy. How could one know, after all? What if the actuality appalled? One thing to dream; another to? But now she did know. Knowing also that her chosen road.