Three years ago, his mother had passed away. He could still picture theday in his mind as clearly as if it had happened that morning. Thefalling rain,...his family all dressed in black, everyone either crying orin stern, solemn silence. It was the absolute worst day of his life.Even after all this time, his chest still ached whenever he thoughtabout it. But he was ten years old now and he was able to ignore it.Except for this one day. March 31. The day his mother had passed on.Tears were running. "Oh... No... Nothing like that. I haven't seen a man since your father left," she replied. "Just some plans... But I can do them earlier rather than later so we can go to dinner." Well that's not suspicious at all," Mike thought to himself before saying, "Okay Mama. You know anyone looking to sell a car? I'd like to start looking for a job sometime soon." Oh you don't have to do that. I still have my old Accord and I bought myself a new Acura when I got the divorce settlement. I'll just sign it. I am sure the topic of their discussions had to be quantum physics.Looking in the distance, the sky started turning black.I called Bob up to the bridge and asked, “Did you check the weather before we left?”He said, "Yes, Miss Gillian, and it showed the weather onshore as being nice and sunny."Shaking my head, I asked him, “Are we onshore?”As usual, Bob had another brilliant retort, "Oh."Before he could say another word, the tiny ship was tossed around. We were in the middle of a hurricane. I. "You aren't going home," Zola said as she knelt beside Nita."You are wrong, sweetie. I'm going there to check something." Get lost," Nita said laughingly.Pomona grinned slyly and resumed walking. As she disappeared behind a hut, Zola looked down and said, "She's a bad laz but I love her."Nita grabbed her by the wrist and said, "Come on, baby! Quench my thirst and pleasure me in return. I am dripping wet, you know."Zola gasped as Nita pulled her down and caught her in a tight embrace. They lay.