It was a cold night, the wind was howling and there was no one visible outside..anywhere. The tavern sign swung back and forth emitting a shrek that reminds me of Mrs. Hines my fifth grade teacher when she would write the assignments on the board. It was so weary the thought of an old Alfred Hitchcock movie entered in and out of my mind. We were all laughing and drinking by the fire light at the popular spot over at Dave's house when all of a sudden we heard a really loud bang at the door. We scattered to put the party favorites away not knowing who was on the other side the door. Dave reluctantly answered and to our relief it was Seven,that's what we called him for short, and honestly girls that was the only thing about him that was short. Seven had got his name simply because by the time he was born his parents had ran out of names and he just happen to be the 7th child.......please stay tuned...