So short sighted.

Kids that got participation ribbons; whereas we stopped at 3rd or 4th place tops. You didnt win, such it up champ!

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Away. He was unaware of the ticking time bomb that laid next to him every nt. He was warm, fed, sexed, had a job, & money n his pockets. It was the 1970s a different time n U.S. history. Where 1 could still live the American dream. Buy a house, send kids off to college, & have savings. Now unlikely.

Possibilities. See, it was a different time. One where men were expected to get a younger women who would have as many children as he wanted (or could afford). He had 1 @ home & many jockeying for his attention. Life was great or so it seemed. What he didn't know was the diagnosis given while he was

Everything else was a possible positive in his eyes. Always the optimist. She was ovulating, plotting, & scheming while he didnt have a care n the world. Living in his mom's basement rent free until he could get on his feet. He met girls @ school many yrs his junior. But not outside of the realm of

Truth is, he could've cared less where the baby was. He was being taken care of daily on track to graduate and working. His juvenile errors far from his mind. Life was good for him. But he didnt know his life was about to change in so many ways, some good, some bad. Either way, he had his freedom so

Truth. Where was the baby though? She was there w him most nts when he got off of work. She cooked him breakfast & would send him off. She'd prepare his dinner & sex him down for the nt. So he wasn't really thinking of the baby. He was just glad that he was home & getting back to a sense of normalcy

He reconnected w his old flame fr bf the lock-up. She was different though, older & more mature. She'd had a baby by another man. She tried to convince him that it wasn't like he thought. But fell shy of saying he r*ped her. His temper was volatile & she didnt know what he'd do if she told him the