He could no longer look at his mother without thinking of her with her lover. And, he had now concluded that he was in fact her lover and that it wasn...t a one-time thing. For all of his life he had seen her as his mother first and a woman second. Now he saw her as a woman first and his mother second... a woman that he now dreamed about every night and felt sexual stirrings for. It was all wrong, and it was driving him crazy. He would see her in the kitchen fixing dinner and have sexual. "Hey Mrs. Duffy is Luke here?" Moria asked anxiously. Luke's beautiful mother's face changed, Moria had never seen it in anything other than a smile. Mrs. Duffy had been a young mother and Luke had been her first son at 18, she never looked a day over 25 until that moment. Caroline Duffy loved her three boys more than life itself and loved their father too, Moria had always hoped that she could be as happy as Luke's mom when she was her age. Her long blonde braid hung over her shoulders and she. He ground his teeth bitterly in despair, clenched his eyes shut. Was it worth this to finally get Ingrid von Schitt in the sights of his gun? His mind returned to the haphazard scheme he formulated at the church: he’d break the glass out in the back window with the barrel of the .45 and draw a bead on the baroness, then her vampire companion, saving the SS thug for last. The plan was doomed from the beginning. The driver would surely swerve the car the second he opened fire and Hex might. His new wife was standing there by the bench watching him.After a long period of silence she finally said, “Honey, I’ve just been thinking, now that we’re married, maybe it’s time you quit spending so much of your time out here in your garage. You probably should consider selling your Harley and all that welding equipment; they take up so much of your time. And that gun collection and fishing gear, they just take up so much space. And you know the boat is such an ongoing expense; and you hardly.