.. du wärst nicht die erste, hahaha....!"Das also war der Grund gewesen, warum sie die Wohnung so schnell bekommen hatte. Die Vormieterin, eine junge... Afrikanerin, hatte sie angeblitzt, hatte auch versucht, ihr etwas zu sagen, aber Lisa war nicht schlau geworden aus dem Kauderwelsch der hübschen Negerin. Jetzt aber begann sie zu verstehen...Verdammt, irgendetwas musste ihr einfallen. In Gedanken versunken, blätterte sie in dem kostenlosen Anzeigenblatt herum, das ihre einzige Informationsquelle. He smiled at me."Welcome. What can I do for you?" Oh, I'm just looking around," I said."A birthday present for yourself?" he asked."How did you know that?" I gasped."I know almost everything about you, Mr. Timothy Peterson," he smiled. "I am a wizard."I started to feel afraid and slowly back towards the door. "Well, sir," I said, "I'm probably wasting your very valuable time, so I won't bother you any longer. Good day." I turned to run towards the door, but I heard him chuckle."Such perfect. "If I tell you, you will either take it the wrong way or get upset," was Bobby's defiant reply.Taken aback by her son's response, Ruth was hurt that he didn't seem to trust her."Please Bobby, tell me. I promise not to take it the wrong way or get upset," she pleaded with her son."No, you always take it the wrong way," insisted Bobby to his mother, and he took on the appearance that 'he would not be moved'.Now his mother was really hurt, to think her son would not tell her what was bothering. Billy got up, walked to the kitchen, coming back with a bottle of alcohol and two glasses, smiling and saying “somehow, I feel like having a drink with you mom, besides, it would relax you, and that may help me get it out of you” we both laughed, I said sarcastically “a nice try baby, why not?”He was right, one way or another, we started drinking and chatting, both trying to put off the subject, but unlike any other time we spent together, this time, we were both wide open minded, speaking of.