They want me to go with them — Jesse knows what I do to the other teams -- but I refuse to go off to Utah or Kentucky or some such Goddess forsaken ...place out West. Consequently, I shall have some time on my hands. Perhaps this would be a good occasion for you to bring your young man to visit me.Love,MotherSabah shook her head. Mother was forever "discovering" new coteries of men, each one better than the last. Crusaders, Saracens, Florentine artists, Cavaliers, Redcoats, the post-Terror. “I also told her that if she hadn’t told Danielle, none of us would know how evil she really was. It was for the best. It was the path for emancipation for a man like you, who deserved to be freed from the shackles of monogamy. Monogamy’s no real way to live, you know.“Danielle didn’t deserve a fine-ass man like you, anyway. Not a stupid bitch who would pull a stunt like that over something so petty, all in order to trick you and catch you all over again, just to keep tormenting you. A sick. She had seen that look before and italways meant there was fun ahead. Her stomach flutteredwith the possibilities and her hand shook the mug shebrought to her lips.The food was devoured in compatible silence, the trayset aside with the syrup still untouched. She waswondering what would come next when he kissed her. It was his specialty kiss: long and deep and able tomelt her bones. She felt like their souls were one whenthey kissed like this, like they’d never be separatedagain. Perhaps. I know he has hurt you and has a lot to make up for, but I need my father as much as I need my mother. Please will you give him a chance to make things right?" I don't know how, my son. How do I get past the pain of what he inflicted on me?" The woman wailed. Turning and taking her son back into her arms."Look at him mother, see him for the being that he is. He is not perfect but he no longer carries the guilt and the pain of loss that he felt when the other killed herself instead of giving him.