I think Mom might have tried to kill herself," he said, breaking into tears.It was like being hit by a linebacker. I was stunned. "No! I can't believe...it. She would never..." It was as far as I got with my thoughts. What would possess Sylvia to even contemplate such a thing?"What makes you think so, son?" The police said something about pills and ... I don't know what else it could be." Let's not jump to conclusions. Where is she now?" She's at Christ Hospital ... downtown." Okay, let's go. Ms Lockhart sat down opposite me, she smiled disarmingly and crossed her legs, her hands resting in her lap. “How are you Tyler?” she asked me.“Oh he’s as well as expected Ma’am” answered Wilson, all smiles. Ms Lockhart looked at him and then smiled, turning back to me she said, “well as you know you’re heading to Rockmount correctional school for maladjusted youths…”“Too bloody good for the likes of him” growled Wilson, “erm… if you’ll pardon my French Ms Lockhart.”“Mr… Bell, is it?”“That’s. When he did perform it was over in minutes, and if I’d not been on the internet I’d not even know what an orgasm was.It was one of my evenings browsing on the internet, that Africa and Malcolm came into my mind. I don’t know what question I asked but what came up was amazing, and probably no surprise to anyone reading this. Black men big black men and white women, I shut it down straight away, but not for long, yes I looked I looked long and hard and many times, to many.I tried very hard to. She kneels down in front of him, placing her hand on his knee. 'Im so sorry Sir but I have to ask what you plan to do?'Brad looks up, with Puffy red eyes 'Plan?' Brad replies'Yes, the police said that they don’t need a post mortem as the death was caused by the accident. So the hospital need to know if you plan to bury or cremate?''I haven’t got money so I cant afford a burial' Brad replied.'Ill let them know you'll cremate, also im very sorry but you cant stay in this room anymore, the.