Then we all began to laugh, especially Aunt Sue and my father.Moments later, after taking in their bags, Sue and my father stood together in the hall ...talking while Ruth went off with my mother. That was when the first thing happened that was going to a turning point in my life. I had gone back out on the porch when I suddenly remembered that I would need a clean rag if I were going wash the car again, so I turned around and walked back into house.If Sue had not giggled, I don't think I would. Tears were streaming down her face; from the tracks it appeared that the ones I was seeing were fresh, and many others had been there before. I stared, stupefied and shocked. She looked up at me, eyes brimming, but took a deep breath and seemed to calm herself. In a quavering voice, she began to speak."I am so sorry for what I did yesterday. I did not think of us, I thought only of myself. I did not even realize what I had done to you until later, after we went home. I have no excuse; I was a. My 55-year-old father and 24-year-old brother left us six months ago. My father married some whore based in Goa. My brother married her daughter and they became pimps. My mother was shaken with this and changed a lot. She was depressed for a few months and later I saw her changing. She had her best friend Vanaja aunty. Her husband also had an extramarital affair and was sailing in the same boat as my mother. They started spending time with each other a lot and she had completely forgotten about. Turning towards the front door, I noticed that the living room lights were all offAnd the house appeared dark from the front. I stood at the front door, ready to put my spare keys in the door, but instead stepped away and went towards the side of the house. I couldn’t shake this feeling; something was wrong. I went to the backyard, entering the darkness peeking around to the back side of the house, I could see that the light in my parents’ bedroom was on without really knowing why. I tip toed.