Nan was watching the TV when she noticed a woman sitting on the couch with a man who was kissing her - passionately. After a couple of minutes she saw...that the man had unbuttoned the woman's blouse and was caressing her breasts."Uh guys," Nan said, "I'm not sure that this is a show that you should be watching." Oh auntie Nan," they both said, "Mom and Dad let us watch all the time. Don't be an old maid."Nan still didn't think it was right, but if their parents let them watch why should she stop. Then tragedy struck. I got a call from Trish saying that Darren was in a auto accident. I rushed to the hospital and held his hand while he took his last breath. I cried so hard that I was emotionally drained. He was the only person it my life that really counted and now he was gone. I took the next two weeks off from school just to grieve for my son. After I divorced the second time, I let Trish have the condo and I moved back in with Mom and Dad. They were getting up in age and I was there. He took me fishing for the first time, pleased when I caught a nice bass. He had our picture taken, and Aunt Elsa had it framed and put on the coffee table. When I was sixteen, she talked my parents into letting me go with her to Africa, to help put in a safe water system for two villages. I loved it, and for the first time got a glimpse of how different life could be for others. We slept on mats on the floor, used an outhouse, boiled our water before we could use it until the system was in. "So serious. Leah asking me not to leave when I'd just told her I was late for, well, something or other. She tried to lighten things up again by telling me she just wanted a second to tell me something. I didn't answer: just felt panic inside. She was going to try to arrange for us to get together. Just what I'd wanted to avoid, but I couldn't run out on her after she'd said it like that. "Please listen to me," she said, still sounding serious."Leah..." I started. I had to tell her what was.