"Ok." Mom, just one minute ok! Reese, I just mean that these are cute butthere are also a few other ideas or variations that I think would workbetter....I got the idea. Let me get started," said Rebecca as she held thephone with no hands against her shoulder as she began snipping at theback of his head. "Ok, mom go ahead."She chatted away with her mother, gossiping, and steadied his head tolook straight ahead as she worked behind him. After a few minutes, shestepped in front of him and brushed. So I replied to my mother, and told her the basically the same thing I said, her response came moments later. She seemed still a little reluctant. I really wanted to see what my mom would do if I stopped giving her advice, so I said that this fake mom and son couple were going on a little week long getaway, and that she should start making advances towards her son. So there, it was in my mom’s hands to see what would happen, about 20 minutes after I sent that e-mail, I her my mom call me up. ..yes it does look like your mad, but then again I wasn't dumb enough to say it. “So you really don't want me sketching Gene because you think she's a whore?”“That's right.”“Don't you think that's a little messed up? You haven't met her.”“I don't need to meet her Max, this discussion is over and I expect you to come straight home from school from now on.”“This isn't fair.”“Life isn't fair Max, you should know that by now.”What. The. Fuck!Everything was slowly changing back now. The signs were. I can’t afford a car so it works out great. Coffee is ready.”Karen’s coffee was full and robust. Not wanting to overstay my welcome I left shortly after but not until Karen agreed to a second meeting, Friday evening for dinner and possibly a movie. She looked frightened when I asked her then her face changed, and I got a smile.“I would like that. Pick me up here at six thirty?”“You got it.”Leaving her, Karen did the unexpected she shook my hand. Driving home my mind was spinning out of control.