"Guess what we've all decided?"Lisa sounded so happy, that I was sure it couldn't bode well for my own sense of wellbeing. It was only the twenty seco...d of December. We'd only been out of school for less than a full day."Hello, Lisa, long time no see. How have you been?" I've been fine, thanks for asking. Are you going to guess?" No." That's okay, because you would have never been able to guess what it was anyway. We've all decided to share you. Aren't you surprised?" When you say we, who. I’ve seen films where battered children cling to the parent who bruises their bodies. I’d watch these movies and think, ‘How peculiar.’ And then thoughts of the ice-storm would return. The sanctuary offered by electricity now demands my adoration. I become uncomfortable in moments of even mild silence. I exit the station and make my way into the city. My pen rests comfortably between friendly calluses. I hobble onto an obscure side street where my hollow footsteps die on the slick pavement. A. Her flowing red hair was all mussed up."Hi, Joanne. I hope I didn't wake you" I asked her as I walked inside."Oh no, I was awake. I was just laying in bed reading. Like everyone else I'm reading Fifty Shades of Grey" was her explanation.Before I could check myself I asked "Have you been enjoying the sex descriptions?"I turned red and looked to the floor. "Oh god..." I thought "That will surely get back to my mother".Joanne spoke almost immediately "Yes, I have been ... and don't worry I'm not. I can't have you as a boyfriend knowing you have been screwing my mother. It just wouldn't work for me."I was taken aback by her words. I was really smitten with Rachel and thought we could have a great relationship. Her next words startled me also. "And Jimmy, you be careful. If my father ever catches you with my mother he will kill you ... dead!" I was soft and shrunken at that point. Pussy wasn't on my mind any longer that day. I dressed quickly leaving the house by the back door.I still had.