It was uncomfortable, admitting the truth and destroying my carefree façade. We sat silently for a few minutes, awkwardly glancing at each other as ...our revelations hung in the air between us. Finally the silence was broken by the sound of the stew beginning to bubble. I stood, wincing as I put weight on my knee, and reached to turn off the stove. I poured half of the stew back into the can, pushing it towards Sophia with a set of disposable utensils. ‘Not very fancy, but it’s warm,’ I said in. “You tell me” replied my mom, “she changes her boyfriends like an underwear every month, sometimes every week. She is on the phone all day long. We put her on a pill just to make sure”.“Mooom!” I shouted angrily, “why do you tell my private stuff to uncle Mike”. “He is family, brother of your father, and your godfather” my mom replied.“It’s OK” uncle Mike laughed. “I won’t tell anyone.” But I sensed a spark in my uncle’s eyes. For some reason, he was looking at me different than before. I. She ponders about leaving him likethis. "Oh what the hell, he's not going to go anywhere. He can justwait out here." Pam walks back inside and gets something to eat.Its nearly 9 am, an hour and a half since Pam left her little pethanging around while she enjoyed her breakfast."I guess I should give my poor excuse of a man something to drink,and let him relieve himself." She grabs two large drinking glasses, agarlic press and two doses of Viagra she got from Candie the otherday. Pam walks into. This Friday night was starting really great, Mike thought sarcastically.He was too tired to even think about clubbing or bar crawling tonight. He figuredhe could eat a little something then up to bed and have some fun on Saturday.So he had a bit of dinner, began to wash the dishes when the phone rang. Aquick call from his mother made him forget the dishes and then he started upthe stairs to bed, leaving a light over the sink and the stairwell light on. Later that night, Tamiqa drove past Mike's.