Don’t be so embarrassed.”I was still covering my face with shame. “I know it is common for boys of your age. Now buckle up and relax.”I was in...no position to relax now.“Enough son!! Take off your hands, I want to see your face. It’s ok”, mom said. “Ok, just to make you understand, I too do it once in a while”, mom said all the while laughing and trying to pull my hands off my face.Only this time, I let her win realizing how foolish I was. My mommy was laughing like hell and I pounced on her. There's no work!"Megan shook her head, her light brown hair pulled into a reserved bun to match her gray power suit. She knew about her sister's prejudicies about 'immigrants' and people from other countries, and it always made her shake her head. They had grown up in a well to do upper middle class white neighborhood together, and Elizabeth was still in her bubble. She even dressed the part, always in some class, too expensive top and slacks, as if she were about to attend a school PTA. A recent storm must have washed it ashore. The spine and a few ribs are all that's left. The front of the spine has a figurehead that looks like a giant penis and she is spurred to post it on social media. She pulls off the road and works her way through the scrub and seaweed with her cell phone until she reaches it.The figurehead is covered with seaweed and Brandi brushes the long strands free. As she does the entire skeleton surges. She grabs onto the giant penis to catch herself. She feels a. Waiting for my breakfast, I sat lookingout the window at the beautiful day. People walking by seemed to allnotice me, and we exchanged smiles. A few of them came into therestaurant to eat. They all nodded at me, and I nodded and smiled, andsaid good morning. I had been seated by the window for a reason, itseemed - nothing like a pretty girl in the window to draw in customers!The soup was delightful, and I was amazed at how full I felt after eatingjust a small bowl. I still couldn't.