Finally he got up and walked over to Tom's bed."Tom?" Al said in a tearful voice."It's okay Kiddo, I understand. Get in." Al lay down next to him and ...uried his face deep into his chest. Tom's T-shirt became wet as the floodgates opened up again."I don't want to be alone...not tonight...not ever. Please hold me, please don't let go of me," Al wept."I won't Kiddo. It's okay now." He wrapped his arms around Al and gave him a re-assuring hug, while fighting off his own desires within. Al may have. "Oh,… my goodness!" I heard Mom express."So, tell me how I'm going to feel better talking about that."I'm not sure if Mom felt too weak to stand or wanted to be close to me, when she quickly sat by my side, still staring at the image when she said, “I'm... I'm so sorry, Cory. I... I don't know what to say to that." What can you say, Mom? That her entire family had a weak moment?"Mom's eyes shot upward and looked at me, and she appeared stunned.It didn't take long for me to figure out those were. I don’t break promises.” It was true – the rest of her life was fireworks, but Jessica’s promises were the north star.“How’s it work? I mean, I know I put it on my dick.”“Biiiiitch-clit.” she sang the words as two notes, like a jingle for the ad she’d release if she kept having to remind him “And no, I do that. I put it on you when you get here, take it off when you leave. You’ll never touch this key.”“Why not?”“Seriously? Never mind, this was a dumb idea.”“Woah- sorry, I just… this is a lot,. That's why he called us--the police that is. We normally don't get called out to a place like the one run by Duplaine or, if we did, it was to take a few envelopes of cash in order to look the other way. Duplaine and his high-roller clients didn't like attention. They came here, as they saying went, 'to get away from it all.'"I'm afraid we know that, Detective..." Max. Thomas Max. Sergeant Detective, actually." Yes, well, you see things like this don't normally happen here," said Duplaine. I.