Clara giggled at Sara's remark concerning the crazy man, Marcel. "Geez Louise Sara, what is it you want? Besides being treated like a lady, and a new fur coat. Ain't you got enough skunk skins to make a new coat of your own yet?" She poked her friend in the ribs a couple of times. "I can see you now parading yourself down at Bosco' Roadkill Cafe in a new skunk coat. Wooweeee Sara Lee."<br/><br/>She got serious and looked around the farm, "You know Sara, if I am carrying a young'un, I hadn't given it much thought. Of course, I will love it, and all, but Dukey he never mentioned anything like what he would do. I got to think on this. I don't know, won't know until Doctor Halley does one of them pregnancy tests. Dang, I wish I knew where Daddy and Dukey's Mom ran off too. Do you think they went and eloped?"<br/><br/>Clara leaned against Sara, "I sure would like it if you came to stay with me, Sara. Would you, at least until I hear from Daddy, or longer if you want. You know I always wanted a sister."