It was just in time for her to hear Cliff say goodnight.She gave him a kiss on the cheek and he went into the bedroom and closed the door."Is there an...thing I can get you before I go to bed?Are you hungry or anything?"Jan asked."Uh well if its not too much trouble but I can fix something myself if you show me where it is,"John said."Nonsense you are a guest in this house.Ill fix you a sandwich if thats Ok,"Jan said."That would be lovely.I do appreciate you and your father letting me stay in. I was awed by her willingness to lay down her life to fulfill what she saw as her destiny. I could have so easily excused myself, walked down the hall, out the door and away from Barbara forever. But instead, I resolved then that I would face all the ridicule, bear all the burden, pay the full price although it meant my financial, and social demise, to do whatever I could to make Barbara happy.I signed Barbara out in the midst of serious chastising from the entire staff at her facility. “You. “It could ruin your career, we could go to prison, we could get the death penalty,” he joked, a tiny smile forming on his face.Monica smiled back. “No one will know. We’d go on living like this. To family you’d still be my son. To friends who don’t know you, something else.”They held hands, “Are you sure about this?” Dean asked.“Are you?”Dean shrugged.“Maybe this will help,” his mother said, slowing bringing her hands to his face, stepping forward kissing him.It was slow and tender, her. Then a thought occurred to me, and I went to a different closet where I’d relegated old clothes and coats, and started pawing through the far end. Yes! There it was – the chiffon sheath dress I had worn to prom in high school.I had worn it only that once, and then only for a couple of hours. I hadn’t gone with anyone, and found that being on your own wasn’t much fun at a party where everyone else was high, drunk, balling, or all of the above. I left after about an hour, tossed the dress in my.