."Marie placed her arm around her son. Seeing the young thin boy in herarms, Marcus had an idea. "She is, Alex. How long have the two of youbeen going...out for now anyway, I forget?"Marie was taken aback, "what? Alex is my son. I'm not going out withhim." How can you have a son? You've never been married, let alone have a kidbefore." I haven't?" Yes she has, I'm her son," Alex insisted."You two aren't related, I'm telling you that right now. It'simpossible. How can you be related when you're. Us raat mujhe need nahi aa rahi thi, maine pinki ke baare me bahut socha and uski mere saath harkato ko ek ek karke notice karne laga aur dost ki kahi baate sabhi ek ek karke,maine iss me bhatiji ki chudai wali bhi kai kahan I padhi thi,achanak mera baburao tav me aakar akad gaya aur maine socha ghar me hi itna achha maal hai aur mai bahar paresaan hota rahta hun nayee chut ke chakkar me.Ghar ki ijjat bahar jaye aur hum lauda hilate rahe,ye pinki ki galti nahi hai usne to pura lift diya tha. He tried to pull himself together.He forced himself to look at the reflection in the mirror withoutbecoming hysterical.It was clearly the face and body he had spent the last week obsessingover. But it was also different. Unlike in the Picture, she had nomakeup on at all. The face in the Picture had only had a little on, butit evidently made a difference, and now she looked slightly unfamiliar.She still looked beautiful, though. Maybe even more so. She lookedyounger without makeup. Shit, she. Jackie began to plan and consider all the changes that having a new baby without the father being in her life was going to bring. She knew that she was in for a storm in the small community where she lived; getting knocked up once without a husband was noteworthy—getting knocked up twice without a husband was probably going to be a real challenge for her.As Jackie finished eating breakfast the next morning, she wondered why she hadn't taken better precautions against letting her last boyfriend.