"When?" Can I take you to lunch tomorrow?" I am at lunch from twelve to one. I am at Doctor Benson's office on Park Avenue. Wes can give you my number..." I'll see you tomorrow." I said as we parted."What was that all about?" He asked."Give me her number and don't worry about it." I said. I memorized it as he told me."You are fucking up!" He stated while shaking his head.Making A Big Mistake!I got up earlier, excited about meeting Christi for lunch. I made coffee and drank two cups before Sue. I follow her inside on unsteady legs and take a seat on the sofa because I lack the strength to stand at the moment. On my long plane ride home, I thought of all the things I would say to my mother. Somehow all of those words have evaded me. I feel like a stranger, like a cloned version of myself. All of a sudden I am a sci-fi experiment. I look like Brinley. I sound like Brinley. I even have her memories. But something feels different, because a different me has returned home. Tarnished and. It was two hours before I saw fighters heading towards me on a intercept. I ignored them as I slowed and began to descend.They flashed over me and turned to follow and one locked me with their targeting system. I kept going and turned and slowed more before dropping to the ground in a clearing. I began shutting down and turned to send two text massages. I got out and grabbed my pack and went to the closest trees.I pulled out a fiber tarp and made a shelter. I unrolled a weapon belt and checked. However, that young man was her son."Tonight, I bet he'll love black and one of your 'smallest' robes!" he said as Mom away and he loved watching her aging butt wiggling and sloshing under her long robe. 'Oh fuck, this is crazy!' Lee thought, still watching her butt and full thighs.Lee quickly set the small table in the kitchen, lit two small candles and he dimmed the lights as low as they would go. He found a cd filled with old love songs that Mom loved and got it ready to play. "That should.