“I’m doing well,” I answered. “I’m tutoring another student in math class. Data management. I guess that’s neat.”“Tutoring? Are you ge...ting pay?” Mother asked me.“No, I don’t think so. It’s just an incentive thing.”“You’re not getting pay?”Here we go. “No, Mother, I’m not getting paid for it.”She turned around. “If you’re not getting pay, that is you saying your skills are not worth money, not worth value. How many time have I asked you, are you going to get a job? I don’t ask you because I. Only one of Darcy's brothers made the wedding, he was a Doctor in town.Her other brother was in the military in Germany. He sent his love for her.The wedding was nice. To Darcy it was a new beginning, a new life style. It was the same with me.We went to our apartment, I carried her over the threshold and clear into the bed room.I undressed her and myself.We had a symbolic fuck. We had fucked like animals the night before.We left.Setting up camp at our special place was old stuff by then.I. I hand washed my delicates and hung them on the line. Onhearing the washing machine ending, the process was repeated with mehanging out not only my own clothes but all of my cousins as well.The rest of the morning was spent hanging around the farmhouse listeningto records. Bernadette was playing the piano (pretty well too) so I wentand sat down next to her to listen, mentally making a note to think aboutlearning the guitar or the saxophone, both of which Patrice, my eldestcousin and no longer. .. We gradually broke each other until we found us forced to go separate ways. We had this kind of relationship for over three years, slowly squelching each other. It was a torture, but she loved me and I loved her, and we knew we did. Don't ask me why...” Both his listeners clapped their hands in approval. “And now?” big ol' Tom asked. “Well now... I haven't seen her in ten years. I have moved on, found a wife – a real one this time. I have two kids.” Matt paused. “But it has not always been.