Alex told her mother the truth. “Mom, I’m not at the beach, and I won’t be coming home for a few days.” Her mother asked, “Did you meet a bo...y, Alex?” “No, Mom. I met a man. A man who treats me very well. Not at all like I’ve been treated at home. I’ve been called a whore for the last time. Screw college. It’s not worth the crap I put up with at home. Through heavy tears, Alex’s mother told her only daughter, “I understand, Honey. I’ve been expecting something like this for a long time. Your Dad. If it gets too chilly I have covers that I pull up to keep warm. I have also installed screens that have been custom made to fit over the doors to give me privacy while they are open. It's easy to push them to one side but they normally make enough noise that I can hear anyone who is fumbling around them and cover up as I sleep in the nude.I must have partied more than I thought as the first I knew that I had company was when I heard a female voice saying, "Surprise, Robby." This was followed. All the other presents were wrapped up in gold or green or red paper; some of them had big beautiful bows and pretty little cards attached. Mine was wrapped up in plain brown paper, the same stuff they make brown paper bags out of. It didn't have a bow or a card or even a nametag. I grabbed up my package, took a seat in an empty chair and ripped it open. I tore the paper away and found a Nike shoebox. My first thought was "Oh God, someone sent me running shoes for Christmas." I tossed the paper. I am thankful to you that at least you are there for me.” She said came forward she gave a kiss on my cheek and asked, “Shall we move?”I am flying in the sky. This is for the first time Maa kissed me after so many years. With joy, I went out and took the car. She came and sat in the passenger in the front. “Where shall we go Ma?”“What can I know where you are taking me. Any place which you like is O.K. for me. I thought for a while and asked: “Lover’s Park, is it O.K. for you.?” I asked. She.