Number 0ne

I once had a brother in law who said my kids came too often to remember their name so he gave a number . He would say Hey You number three. He was out of the family before number seven,lucky him. I remember the day I was pregnant with number one . I awoke fifteen, living on my own,working a full time job in a chicken plant in Waco Texas. I had married at fourteen,lied about being pregnant to do so. I wanted away from home so I married Larry he was twenty and on his way to Vietnam. I would collect his seperate maintence and work, at fourteen I had a plan. Then came Robert the first and one of the only men to take my breathaway. I had gone to the U.S.O. with a friend and he pulled into the parking lot in a Maroon GTO. I never even considerd getting pregnant but , that night I found out you do not have to think to get pregnant. You don't have to know their name Either, all I new was Robert. I remembered the GTO had gold lettering on the door RCW initials. Again at fifteen I had a plan how many RCW could there be on Fort Hood I would get there and find out someone who knew him . It had only been two weeks but, I knew I was pregnant. My car was down so I dressed for winter and Hitchhiked to Fort Hood. The PX was my first stop and as I grabbed the door I felt his hand on my shoulder I was right he was so easy to find . Where would we go from here . I remember every word he said to me in the car .