What had she said before? Something about her mom being compulsive or the like; I couldn't remember.I took a motel room for the night and planned to r...turn the next day as originally scheduled. That night I planned some more, and then I drank and brooded and slept.I woke to a gray and rainy day. That the weather was shit seemed appropriate; it sure as hell matched my mood. But, I knew I had to keep it together until I finally figured out a way to handle my situation.I wasn't due home until. A., &/or likewise within a predominantly black vicinity area neighborhood community, talking about how he himself would beat the living daylights out of me if I myself don't turn off my cellphone, & put it into my pocket, spitting salt, or venom more, much more than a little bit, but then thank God, my Lord, & Savior, the Messiah-Deliverer that he himself didn't, or hadn't acted upon that being of his words with some, or such actions otherwise to compliment that being of a verbal threat to be. My mother let him in, and he was knocking at my door in an instant, he gave me a big hug which lingered a little longer then in the past, understand he's like my baby brother, I baby sat him since he was a toddler, so we're tight like that, he's a little short for his age and his cheeks rests firmly at the top of my breasts, I know he can feel the softness of my boobs on the lower part of his face, I allow him this luxury, so we chit chatted a bit about our plans for the day, then we were. How hard must it have been to keep that burden hidden? Sadly enough…she was just the person to know. If only she would’ve known back in high school. Maybe they could’ve talked…related to one another. The second the thought entered her mind, it was replaced by a cold sadness. There was no way that Luke would’ve given her two looks back then. He and LeAnna were two peas in a pod, and she was the mushy lima bean that everyone had just pushed to the side of the plate. She frowned. Why couldn’t.