What do you think?”“You may be right. What’s your take on what we do?”“If they’ve been doing it for a while, we’re not going to stop the...m short of sending them to different poles of the earth. And I won’t give them up. They’re my – our – kids. I say we talk to them.”“Sounds good, I’m with you on all of that.” Vern kissed her nose. “Uh ... When we talk, what do we say?”“Well, I guess we’ve got to listen and see what’s going on.”“Okay. When?”“Have I mentioned how much I love you?” Maria unwound. ’ ‘Would you ladies care for something to drink?’ Mom knowingly smiled, ‘I just made a fresh pot of coffee, and I’ve got plenty of soft drinks for you kids.’ ‘Thank you, Ms. Roberts,’ Alyssa smiled, ‘That would be nice.’ ‘Oh, honey, call me Pat,’ Mom laughed, taking Lyssa by the hand, ‘Come on, you two.’ ~~~~~~ Mom led us all into the kitchen where everyone took a seat at the table, everyone except for me, that is. I helped Mom set the table, and while she poured the coffee, I poured Cokes™ for. "Look there he is, the boy whothinks he's a girl. He was awful pretty at church yesterday wearing hisdress, not very pretty and mostly awful!"Everyone laughed and many pointed, and a few called out names. Kendalland Miranda walked past the group without saying a word and headed totheir lockers. There, taped to the front of his locker was a picture ofhim standing on the steps at the church. It must have been taken byStacey. In bold letters, written across the picture it said, 'Our. I heard the water turn off in the bathroom, and knew Eric was getting out of the shower. I was standing at the kitchen sink with my robe on, cleaning up some dishes when I heard the bathroom door open.I glanced over my shoulder to see Eric approaching me wearing only a bath towel wrapped around his waist.“Hi Mom” he chirped as he walked up behind me, hugging me from behind and reaching around to cup my right breast. I tensed up and tried to push his hand from my breast; I certainly did not want.