On arrival Scott was standing withtickets in hand. We had a quick cigarette and then it was in to thevenue. It was packed at to be honest not one pers...n took notice of littleold me as we sang and danced our way through the concert.It had been a great night that was about to turn sour.We left the venue and headed to a local carry out shop to grab a late-night snack, naturally as all young lovers do and Christine and Scottneeded some quality time together, so me being the spare wheel was lefton. Mom finally came to the rescue. Through the door way scattering mytormenters she came. She took me by the arm as she pulled me towards thedoor."Alright that's enough you three. And you, quit bawling or I'll give yousomething to bawl about. You brought this on yourself. I've told you ahundred times if I told you once your dad was not going to put up withyour accidents forever. Now come on downstairs and you can play in thehouse till supper."I sniffed and sobbed a few times trying to control. And he generally didn’t hallucinate, so he didn’t think he was psychotic. He looked around his dorm room and focused on a pile of clean clothes that had been sitting in his laundry basket for a couple of days.“Would you mind folding those clothes?”The elderly man walked over to the pile, picked up a wrinkled blue t-shirt, and carefully folded it.“Jesus,” Mark said. “Are you a genie or a maid?”The elderly man looked back quietly.Mark seemed confused. “How come you’re not saying anything?” Mark. Dad looked a bit startled, I think he expected us to talk some more, then he got up and followed us. Dan, with a wriggling Angie on his lap, gave us a wave and kept playing with Angie, who seemed to be trying to turn her top inside out without actually taking it off.We walked straight into Mum and Dad’s room and, without hesitating, crawled up to sit on the bed beside Mum. Dad followed us into the room and quietly sat on a chair beside the dresser to watch. Mum was stretched out on the bed in.