She was not the kind of cute that anyone who knew what I did for fun on the Internet would think I meant if I called her cute. She was cute, that's al... and you can quit thinking like that at any time... "Hello, Mr. Gamera." Hello, Gina." I said like I would to anyone. "How are you?" I'm doing great. I got part of your cookie order. I have another couple wagon loads at home." She glanced at my hands and pointed at what I held. "What's that?" Oh, this?" I threw the book off to the side. "Just a. . but the stowaway did too. This was going to be a major shock to someone's system. Someone being a redhead."Where are we going?" I'm headed for Alabama ... where are you going?" I'm away from that nasty old man and my podunk hometown ... I guess I'm going to Alabama with you." You're running away?" Nope ... flying." She buckled up in the observers seat. "You are the fifteenth looker at this old crate, and the youngest ... well except for Johnny Carstairs ... he had the money but he was too. The Oncologist had been as gentle and as kind as he could be, but telling a patient that his cancer, previously thought cured, had now rapidly metastasised to most of his major organs, his prognosis was bleak and no treatment save for palliative care would be possible, is never easy. Scott had six months to live, at best.He had received his initial diagnosis of cancer two years earlier. He had gone through the agonies of chemo and radiation therapy, His wife Gemma had been his rock as had his. She used to wear revealing clothes due to which many guys and uncles were after her. All of them had their eyes on her but she never gave any preference to anyone. She used to wear backless sarees and sometimes skirts and tight tops which would make guys in the society crazy over her I too was crazy over her. My friends used to tell me that I had a really hot mom. I was really proud of my sexy mom.So this all started when I was back from my engineering college due to holidays. My mom is a.