I then take the chance to gaze up again and observe my new classmates. None look exactly the nicest of chaps, and there seems to be only two cliques o... girls; sluts and goths. What the fuck? Did they purposefully put me in this class so I had no one to mix with? I suspect so.Then, third from the left on the back row, I see him... Light, honeycomb hair, with delicate trickles of raven black flowing through the right side, so perfect and yet uneven, it looked as though someone had taken a brush. . even with her jaw still wired closed and bandages on her face, they were beautiful.I don’t know if it was relief, joy, celebration, or just acknowledging that our son was alive and a new spirit was entering the world, but our weekend took an unexpected turn. The four of us sat with a glass of wine after dinner. Marilyn curled up on Hayden’s lap in a reflection of the way we’d seen Brian and Dani. I held out my arms and after hesitating a moment, Dinita curled up with me. We hadn’t really. "Sprachen sie Duetsches," one asked my mother took the lead."Eh no sorry." Ah English," he replied."Well no Scottish," she responded."Can we join you," has asked."Well were only staying for one more," she said."Nonsense, Kurt please get these ladies a drink," he gestured to hisfriend and he walked back to the bar. The guy sat down next to my motherand the once the other returned with the tray of drinks he slipped inbeside me in the booth."You ladies here on business or pleasure?" he asked,"Just. That some day you could love me the way you do Roya and Sheel?" She cast her eyes downward this time.I returned to her. Her wondrous eyes shyly, at this rare moment, seeking mine, then vanishing again behind their long lashes, the brain, the mind, the very soul of my being passed out of my own keeping. She captivated me with her bewitching manner, a delightful blending of femininity and timidity. Any doubt I had had was at that moment answered. I did love her. Raising her chin I said, "Can you.