“Hi, mutt!” I said in a half-whisper, “What are youafter some food?”This made it wag it’s tail even harder, so I knew i...wasn’t vicious or anything.I squatted down and held out my hand the dog movingout so’s it was bathed in the moonlight that floodedhalf of the garden. It was then that I could see thatit was a large mutt of doubtful parentage, with someobvious Labrador connection.My heart missed a beat as it slowly ambled over towhere I was squatting. I took another moment to look at her, hoping that she could see, from my face, exactly what I was feeling for her at that moment.It was hilarious what happened later, after all the introductions were made, and the kids were gotten up and rushed off to school. The five of us sat around the big dining table, the nice one that once was mine, drinking beer and white wine, laughing, with Danny, Kaitlyn and I alternating as we told stories about things we'd done and scrapes we'd all gotten out of.. He picked up the bag of frozen onion rings and poured them into the second fry basket.“Really strange kid,” Mr. Catchums muttered.Sean held the basket of onion rings aloft and said, “You have been found guilty by a jury of your peers for the high crime of hiding your true nature as onions by wearing a disguise of batter. Do you have anything to say before I pass sentence?”In a high pitched voice, he answered, “No.”“I sentence you to death by boiling in oil,” Sean said. He gave a little scream. You kept asking me. I am sorry, Mom. I did not mean to disrespect you. Please don’t get angry, now.Mona: Just stop it. Okay! Stop faking your ‘good loving son’ act. Do you get me? You just showered me with the kind of expletive a shameless creep will tell a paid whore. I hope you will someday realize the magnitude of your mistake. I am not cursing you, only because I gave birth to you.Ayan: Enough of this, Mom. I told you so many times I do not want to tell you why my boxers looked tight. You.