"Poor baby."I felt her sit down beside me. Then she pulled my head down into her lap, not that I resisted. I smiled, thinking that Parker would not ha...e appreciated the scene, not that he was around anymore."Ever think your mother might have been right?" Tami asked softly.Mom had suggested that I should take another day before going back to school."Of course she was right. But we can't let her know that. You know how parents are. They get uppity."Again, I didn't need eyes to know that Tami was. ”“Doc’s here, too,” I said. “Are we expecting anyone else?”“No, Tony, that’s it for now. We want to see the paintings and then talk some serious business,” Clarice said. We joined Kate and Doc and served more tea. We had an easel set at center of the stage with good lighting and the three sat in the chairs we provided. We’d decided to bring the pieces out one at a time, alternating between Kate’s and mine. The three critics stayed seated for about twenty seconds before they put their cups down. At this point I am rock hard and I look to my left and realize that the flap on the side of the tent was rolled up so that it doesn't get too hot. The way our tent is made you can barely notice the difference when it's up or down other than the air flow. This is when I noticed I could see my mother in law in the hammock. She was still reading her book. At this moment I had the opportunity to let my wife know and go to a more private spot in the tent. Thing is... all the blood was in the wrong. No, it isn't syrup!" The rest of the day was uneventful. Mom and I stayed away of one another. I worked outside and she was busy inside doing chores. I did come in around 4:00 to check the time and to grab some water. Mom was in the kitchen washing veggies in the sink. She was wearing loose fitting baggy shorts with a no thrills pink t-shirt. As I stood next to her I scooped out a small icecube out of my glass and as I distracted her by pointing out the kitchen window I reached across her body.