My face must have turned some shade of red as I cleared my throat in embarrassment. With nothing else to say I blurted out, "hungry?"Staring back at ...e with a coy smile she didn't let on what we both knew. "I'm starving", she replied. "I was hoping to jump in the pool to cool off first if that is ok?" "Absolutely. I will bring everything out when its ready. Take your time and enjoy."Staring at me with a knowing smile that made me uneasy, "I will." Turning her body away from me but. . that'll sure keep you hopping. How about if I come over for New Years Eve?" She seemed to be considering the idea carefully."I'm going to be working at my dad's party." Maybe you could sneak me in to watch the ball drop with you?"Her eyebrows rose as she assessed the merit of the idea."That ... would probably be ... useful. Sure, we could do that." 'Useful, ' huh? You are such a romantic."She smiled. "Sorry, poor choice of words. Yes, I can see you New Years' Eve." Then it's a date! Do you. . you can't be in love with your mother, it's..."I interrupted her, "You are my real mother, Mom. Sophie is just another woman to me, the kind of woman I like, true. I'm attracted to mature woman, that's all, but it's you I look up to as a mother figure, not Sophie." You want to be with her, don't you?" Yes, as a lover, not as a daughter, but she doesn't want anything to do with me, all because of that damn picture with which my father steals my happiness even after his death." Seeing Mom's. He walks towards me but I scoot off to the side of him and walk behind the bar “Beer Darling?”I pull two local brews from the 'fridge and pop the cap off both holding one out to him.Since he isn't responding I simply set his beer on the counter and take a long draw from mine. Neither of us really drinks but some nights just call for one really cold beer and tonight is one. Drops bead and drip from the side of the bottle and as I tip it up yet again I feel one drop off and hang perfectly from.