Vigorous exercise and a few vodka martinis helps that problem.At fourteen, Karinn Levine is just beginning to learn about such feelings, mostly by hea...rsay at the lunch table in school or doing sleepovers with her closest friends on weekends. Like her mom, Kari is tiny, the shortest girl in her class. If she stands on tiptoes, she can be five feet tall, and after a heavy meal might top the scale at 100 pounds. Her physical development has been a long time in coming. She experienced her first. If things kept going as well as they were I would know every week about its progress. She told me her husband was besotted with the baby and would never know it wasn’t his.There had only been one instance where there had been a question about the father of her baby. After it was born the doctor asked if she was sure her husband was the father. She appeared devastated and wondered if our secret had been found out. She asked the midwife why they would ask. She said it wasn’t a problem it was. "There's one more thing I want," she'd purred. Her lawyer turned to her, flashing her a quizzical look. This wasn't in the script.Her ex-husband had looked up from his papers, ashen faced, mentally exhausted, his sagging features gripped with the sorry look of a beaten a****l. "What else?" he said with a pathetic tone that almost made her feel sorry for him. But not quite.Karen leaned forward and reached into her jacket pocket, sliding out a simple black and white photograph. It was the. But once we hit the marble of the atrium her wet heels slid and I caught her in a position that was neither ladylike on her part nor chivalrous on mine. I couldn’t help but notice that she eschewed anything that would strap her in.“Let’s just pretend that little embarrassment didn’t occur shall we?” she said once she’d straightened up.“I’m sorry...” I started. She held a hand up to silence me.“Didn’t occur.”“Right.” We got our coffees and found a wrought iron table near the three-story windows..