Jeff lays his head on Sean's shoulder, "Thanks, Dad."An hour later, Rachel finds them in the some position. "Who died?"Still somber, "Our son." What?"...Jeff." I see," as Rachel sees Jeff barely breathing.After dinner, that Jeff did not come for, he walks slowly to Rachel, "I love you, Mom." I love you, Jeff. I'm worried about you." Sit with me in the big recliner." That's Sean's seat, but sure."After another hour of lifelessness, "Mom, I need to tell you something." OK, young man." I don't feel. She was the manager over at the local chicken spot downtown.She kinda looked like walona from ''goodtimes''.except she had a much bigger and rounder ass.even though she's pushin her late forties,she was still one the most sexiest women in our town.My father had run out a long time ago,leaving her itches unscratched I supposed...She had been seeing this guy named ''Earl''.Earl was a cool dude,he just couldnt hold a job to save his damn life.But my mom seemed to like him & he never gave me no. Do you think the others know?" I think Arlene was picking up on that. I noticed her looking at Eugene in a peculiar way, as if she couldn't decide about him. Dave also hesitated when they were introduced. It's just been little clues until he was eating breakfast this morning and I touched his arm at the same time as I touched Michele's. There was, oh, I don't know, something..." Well, I expect I'll be having another discussion with the ship and I'll probably have to talk to Arlene, too. She's. When we stepped back into the kitchen me and another guy asked joe what does he mean. When we both inquired on what joe meant, he looked at us and went well guys that woman sitting on the couch that Latina she can get wild. With that he looked around and went hey anyone know where mark is at. We both told joe to quit stalling and gives us the story on the chick joe went ok. He told us that a few weeks ago he came over to hang out with mark and the Latina on sitting on the couch. With mark on.