The computer estimates the ship will be destroyed in fifty minutes ten point two seconds.” I had to chuckle. The point two seconds were important on...y to a computer.The recording continued, “Sensors indicate that the control section of the ship is catastrophically damaged and there are no life signs in that section. This automated signal was triggered because the ship’s crew is not responding to computer requests for direction and the ship is on a fatal trajectory that the ship’s computer. This incident took place last summers between me and my best childhood friend, Saurabh (name changed). Saurabh and me studied in the same school in Delhi and both of were in hostel. We were very good friends. We shared almost everything about each others lives and still never had any feeling for each other. We only shared pure deep friendship. I discussed all my boyfriend problems with him and he shared his girlfriend problems with me and both of us looked upon each other for advice. Other. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. But Squirt, you were a mess. The fact that you can admit what you just did is important. Keep working with Doctor Mercer and keep doing what Ed wants you to do.”“Are you doing OK?”“I’m a mess, but in a different way. I have different struggles and different problems.”“Because of me?”“Because of ME!” I said. “We’re both getting help. That’s what matters.”Jorge and Patricia finished their dance and the moment was lost. Stephanie took a few steps away, and I. “Yes,” mom said feebly, standing at the door.“Come on in, and turn the lights on,” I said.Mom was wearing a thin nighty, with her zip opened halfway through. She clearly wasn’t wearing any bra, and her tits were drooping down freely. She came and sat by my side, and I got up and leaned against my bed.“What happened, mom? Aren’t you feeling sleepy?” I asked her reassuringly.“No, it’s just… your father…” she looked down in shame and started sobbing again.I pulled mom over my chest and hugged her.