It always happened that way. XXX Then, everybody noticed. I had tried to kiss her a moment before, but she rejected that, explaining that she didn’t want anyone to see us “kissing or sexing”, because we both had people there at the concert and we shouldn’t look so obvious. She was making me into an unsubtle advertisement and announcement. On me. It was Friday night, it had been a long week, she’d had a few glasses of wine, and with the Indian Summer weather, the combination of heat and alcohol had just taken her away to dreamland. “When we decide to start trying to get pregnant”, she was talking again about starting a family — albeit an initially illegitimate one — beginning the next summer, when she would turn fifteen, “it’s going to be




















