"No," I shook my head. "I don't have to..."I stopped as a feeling of dread came over me. Not wanting to put my hand down there, I dropped it along my side and, lifting off of the seat, slid it underneath of me. The seat was wet.

"No," I groaned

"Meg?"

"No, no no!" I sobbed on the last 'no' and began crying hysterically.

Mark swerved the car into the breakdown lane and, throwing it into park, turned in his seat to face me."What's the matter?"

I shook my head as I continued to cry. I had pissed myself like a child in front of my brother. Even worse than...