" I said and fled back to the kitchen.Another change that was taking place was the way he was greeting me when we first met each afternoon. Most days ...ike would get home soon after me, sport and studying at the library taking up most of his spare time, and I would usually be standing at the bench getting the evening meal on before getting changed. It had been his usual practice for years to wrap his arms round my waist and hug me and kiss the back of my neck in greeting. Now his arms didn't go. It just reminded me even further how our best years were really ending. It seemed more and more I’d inevitably leave my friends behind. I arrived home early, and kicked the late January snow from my boots. I couldn’t get the thought of the game out of my head though. To think, after all these years, The Far Plane would shut down. They were having one last week, starting today, where anyone could play everything for free. Not that it really mattered to me, as I had avidly bought everything the. On her feet she wore trainers with cute pink ankle socks. As I caught up to her she looked at me uncertainly so I put on my most friendly smile and said “Hey that’s a lovely little dog you’ve got there, what’s his name?” My friendly manner reassured her and she replied“His names Benjie, he’s only six months old”.“He’s so cute” I said, bending down and stroking him and tickling his ears.“Is he yours?” I asked.“Yes, my mum and dad bought him for my birthday”“That was nice of them” I said “How old. I tried to compose myself and proceed normally. I reached the frame of my parent open door. Still no Mike, still no Mom.After taking one step in to my parents bedroom it was as if I sounded an alarm. To my memory, as soon as my foot landed in their bedroom I heard a loud, guttural moan from the bathroom. The sound was a mix of my mother's voice and that of a porn star. The moan sounded exaggerated and playful but at the same time earnest. It froze me in my tracks for a moment.Once the alarm of.