She wanted to show me off to her friends but I was really in no mood to spend all night hearing high school stories and catching up on gossip about pe...ople I didnt even know. We got to the bar around nine and it was just getting crowed as we walked down the stairs to the lower level the sound of country music being played in the upstairs bar was replaced by rap coming from the basement dance floor. My wife spotted Sheila, one of her friends, across the room and I followed her across the bar.. Did Iremember my Grandmother's name was Beatrix and I always admired her.She was one of the few people who were accepting of me back in Ohio. Imissed her. Tracy looked at me and nodded and smiled as she came to seemy reaction upon hearing this name and the revelation and acceptance onmy face that followed.The champagne arrived before Amy could drag me, quite willingly onto thedance floor. We clinked our glasses and toasted."To Trixie, our newest girlfriend," Tracy said.I gulped down my drink. The contractions are becoming stronger, and while walking seems to help, I know it won’t be long now. We are led inside where women in white dresses and hats, with scarves on their faces are asking everyone questions, writing things down on papers. I have my papers ready with me, as we were told to do when we departed, for identification. Are we sick? Is that why we went to a different place? Brighde seems lost too, her little knowledge of English does not help us here, there are too many. Addison was such a diminutive girl, still well under five feet tall, and so rakishly slender, I hadn’t considered that she was going through puberty. She looked far too young. Yet, with her long jet black hair pulled back in a high ponytail and her exotic Asian looks, she was a very pretty girl.That thought brought on more. Did she have a boyfriend? Was I keeping her away from him while she kept me company? In fact, why wasn’t she socializing with her friends? Surely she had some. Or did she?I.