Well, I am a proud mother fucker.I lost my dad when I was 10. He left mom and me unexpectedly but with a good amount of wealth to lead a smooth life. ...owever, even after my dad’s demise my mom Lekha continued her profession as an HR in a private company.My mom and dad were very close to each other. Let alone fight, I never saw them even engaged in arguments. Losing a good companion was too much for my mom and she got into the habit of drinking. She never goes to bed without a minimum of two. As she took the envelope Jessie got up and let her know that he had some chores to finish and if she was to need him all she had to do was call him on his cell phone and he'd come back to the house.Jessie already knew what was in the box and, as much as he wanted to be there to see her open it and witness the look on her face when she realized what it was, he also knew that she'd need time to consider what had just been divulged to her. He knew it would be a shock to her system, but he was. Her bank balance would be down to double figuressoon. She would have to see if Sam was good on his word.Panic hit her. She'd have to use her card to pay, it had her male nameon. Then she realised how stupid this was. No one would look at it, itwasn't the 1990's.Standing in the queue she heard a voice."Excuse me luv."She turned to see a old lady supported by a walking frame. She repliedsoftly."Yes, is everything alright?" That's a lovely dress. I used to have one just like it. That was. He ran a handthrough his hair, realised it was getting long, past the point at whichhe usually had it cut. To hell with it, he thought - let it grow. If hewas trying for a new look, why exclude anything?With that thought in mind he went to an opticians for the first timesince before, and got himself contacts. With those in and his newlonger hair hanging loose, ungelled, he did look quite different.Almost androgynous. Good enough.The half-term break meant Jack was away on holiday with his sons,.