"Are your parents’ home?" he asked, wanting to make sure no one would anonymously pick up the phone during their conversation. "Nope. Pretty sure th...y went shopping . . . at least that's what they said last night before I went to bed. Why?" she asked enjoying the conversation, especially with a "hot" guy on the other end. "Well, maybe you could join us tonight. I know I'd . . . like to have you there." "Don't see that happening Jeremy . . . Michael thinks I'm just his creepy little sister that. . Timpul trecea,iar noi ne deschideam din ce in ce mai mult. Mama incepuse sa-si schimbe hainele de fata cu mine,chiar si sutienul. Ma excitam la maxim cand o vedeam doar in chiloti in fata mea. Intr-o seara cand ma mastubam imi vine in minte faptul ca trebuie neaparat sa o vad pe mama complet goala,nu cu chiloti pe ea. M-am gandit ceva timp pana imi vine in minte ideea sa pitesc telefonul in cosul cu rufe cu camea pe una din gaurile din lateral. In fiecare dimineata mama se trezea la 7 isi. Maybe some information on Ruben's life and ... Well, that's what should have happened. What actually happened was that she blurted out, "Carmine, I'm so sorry for what I did to you. Can you ever forgive me?"Now, what was I supposed to do with that? How was I going to handle that? I had forgotten all of that years ago. I went to jail, but that was my decision and had little to do with her actions. Hell, I would have stayed and tried to work everything out if I hadn't lost it and almost killed. She could not hike the mountains. She could not venture going to the seaside and change into bathing suit, because everyone would see her withered, stick- thin leg and her unnaturally bent foot which had not been slipped into a shoe for almost thirty years now. She preferred long skirts regardless of the season and wore them even in the sweltering august heat, for she felt more comfortable that way. Thus she could be mistaken for a girl with a sprained ankle. Misunderstandings occurred.