I wanted to ask why but I soon had it figured out for myself. It would be twice as humiliating to have to carry a diaper bag while obviously wearing d...iapers.I tried to find a plain one but it was hopeless. I stood in front of the rack of diaper bags and stared. All of them had big baby motifs and the word "Diapers" in big letters. Finally Grandma stepped forward and picked out one in bright pink, handed me some money and told me to go pay for it. Because of the mittens I had to be very careful. Can you afford to miss some Friday afternoon classes?"Misty sighed, "The classes aren't a problem. Pop is pissed at me for leaving Marietta two hundred pounds over gross Saturday. He'll probably make me take the Aztec, I don't like the Aztec."Janet interjected, "Two questions: what's an Aztec, and why don't you like it? Wait, third question, what do you mean by overweight?"Misty hesitated, "It's a twin engine airplane that's just a bit larger that the Lance. It does okay on one engine, but like. I wanted to show him the Spirits that Linda and I had met. Being careful not to include the pendant and where I found it, I replayed the entire journey for him. When the Spirits began talking, Andre was squeezing my hand so hard that it hurt.He was completely captivated and when the vision ended, it was apparent he had been weeping.He flashed to me, “Charlie, if what you just showed me wasn’t some kind of a game, then you’ve just fulfilled one of my life’s greatest quests!”“Andre, I would never. His ass was on full display covered by a thin, white fabric that revealed the shape of each cheek.“Don’t do this Rocko,” he ordered.The first whack came down hard and firm causing a sound that echoed from the walls of the house, the roof of the porch, and out into the rest of the farm. It was followed by a second and a third. He twisted and tried to reach back.“The game is over Rocko. You made your point now turn me loose.”Two more strikes broke his anger making him raise his hand to his mouth.