Abigail, his mother, was destined for sainthood with her ability to put up with his father’s antics, still continue to love his bonehead-self, and n...t to mention the fact that she put up with his bonehead offspring. Their love had lasted since they had met when his mother was a twenty-two year old junior in the New York College of Business and his father had been a guest speaker for one of her classes. It had been love at first site for both of them, at least from their perspectives. The eight. On the ride home, Tammy patted my knee to reassure me. I kept thinking of different ways to tell my mother I was gay, but my mind refused to cooperate.I didn't say anything to Mom that night or the next, but at school I informed Ursula and Curt of my feelings. I purposely left out specifics, but I did say I wasn't looking for a boyfriend. Ernie looked despondent until I told him there wasn't anything wrong with him personally; I just wasn't wired that way. Ursula was pretty quiet, but other. The boy froze as the beast stopped to sniff the air, obviously searching for him. The door opened again and a man stepped out with a shotgun. He aimed at the beast and fired. The force of the blast rolled the animal across the yard but it immediately got back up and charged the man, one swipe of its huge paw knocked the man senseless and into the bushes. This was not going well. The beast paused and assumed a listening pose, waiting for the boy to make the slightest sound. I could see the. "You can keep your money, I'm staying here. Brookewants to get back together with me." What! And you said fine." I shook my head."Hell, yeah. First she's the prettiest girl at school. Second her Dadis loaded. Third I'm top dog again. No talk, no worries." Did you at least think to ask why she had this change of heart?'"She said she missed me. She acted out of anger at the dance and shewas sorry." Uh... that was all." Brooke was like Uncle Walt. She never did anythingunless there was something.