Jeff let out asmall squeak, almost as if he really had been kicked,and rose up onto his tiptoes. Patsy laughed. “What’s the matter? Afraid...mom might popa ball? Well anyway, that’s what happened. The boy justkind of stood there for a few seconds with his mouthhanging open. Then he started making funny noises andthe little baby started crying and holding himself. Hefell down real slow and lay there. I just watched andlaughed at him, asking how much it hurt. I got intotrouble,. Only it wasn't really fastened. Agonisingly slowly he finished off the booze and fell into a deep sleep. I expected the clothes I came in were still unwashed in a black plastic bag in the utility room and even the little rucksack I used for school all those years ago and which I filled with toiletry stuff when my stepfather brought me to the house, was there. Whilst in the kitchen I'd also seen the mackintosh that probably belonged to Ralph's ex-wife, hanging on a hook in the hallway. It was. It didn't dawn on me at the time, but Robby would watch me while I worked out and would suddenly disappear for a while. I guess that even though I was his mother, seeing me in those skimpy tight body hugging workout outfits I wore got him aroused.One day I decided that along with my workout routine I needed something else to keep me busy so I figured some sort of hobby would do the trick, and I settled on making candles, why I don't know, but that's what I did.One evening I was heating up some. "I could use an approaching warm front just about now," I said, again in pursuit of a double "respondre" from Brad.Brad's hands gripped the front corners of the computer terminal as though he were used to being in charge of all within his reach, and acting as if he had not even heard my last and meteorologically irrelevant comment. "Well, from the looks of it, you and I are the only warm fronts in sight," he grinned, and moved over to the map table.I glowed internally at his response, as if it.