Oh wow, I loved this story. I couldn't believe how cruel you were to them. Especially that poor mother, Susan. And I loved how you described your socks, mentioning the softness and the fragrence. I also noticed, not just in this story, that you use cursing only at certain points while most of the time, you speak normally. Like when you told Susan to apologize to Rebecca. I really like that, it magnifys the particular situation imo. Now I have one question, the line "I had to make a little decision anyhow, but it wasn’t that difficult.  I’d do the boy first." Why was choosing the boy not a difficult decision? Was there a special reason he was the one you chose to be first? I'd figure it would of been the girl Stacy since there were two daughters.