“Really?” I asked, surprised.“Yeah. I’ve been living here, just kind of doing nothing since ... since we moved in. I haven’t really been car...rying my weight.”“Mom,” Vicki said, in a concerned voice.“Nora,” I said, waving Vicki back into her seat and sitting down next to her mom. I don’t think I’d ever used her first name before, but I hoped it would get her attention. “You aren’t expected to do anything but what you need to do. You are part of our family.”“I know,” she said, patting my hand. “I. He’s her heroin, her cocaine. I can’t get through to her. I’ve tried, but she doesn’t get it. I told her I want a divorce. She’s pleading with me to reconsider, so this is her intervention. Everyone in this conversation has seen her actions or seen the damage those actions have caused. I thought I’d bring everyone together to voice their opinions. If anyone’s not comfortable speaking, that’s fine, but feel free to chip in.”There was a few minutes of silence and then Cecilia started. “What. "I got orientation in an hour!" Danielle was fit to be tied. "I'm going to go check with Residential Services!" And she was off in a flash. This left the Cheryl and the mystery boy alone, unsure of what to do next."I'm Cheryl, Danielle's mother," she decided to introduce herself to the young man and held out her hand."Mike," he said nervously, but gave her a firm handshake anyway. "Michael really, but everyone calls me Mike." Well Mike, sorry to be a bother on you," Cheryl said sincerely.. I stood there silently, just to watch him squirm nervously. After a moment he said, "She told me that Brian wasn't big enough for her." I let him stand there for another moment, wondering what I was going to do.I could tell I had him scared. I threatened to take away his cell phone and computer, or worse I told him I was going to call his father and let him decide how to handle his punishment. Erik's father had a knack for being a bit hard with his punishments, even for small things. He begged.