.not real names, ages well let’s just say] looked after themselves, which usually meant they were out or in their bedrooms on their laptops or phone...s.But does he hell as like. It’s the usual unsatisfying routine take-away while he watches football channel on the TV drinking his whiskey and arguing with the commentators. While k**s upstairs occupying themselves. I’m left sat drinking my wine occupying myself with my phone, though I’m not messaging my friends about holidays or our k**s like he. What did she want from me?I went to her bedroom.Mom – can you do me a favor?Me – what mom? I was almost frightened to speak to her.Then something happened I didn’t expect it would ever happen and that too so quickly.Mom – can you give me my underwear from the closet?This was the first time she ever requested me for something like this.Me – where is it?Mom smiled not in a naughty way rather in a curious way and said, “They are in my closet.”I knew where they were but I acted as if I didn’t know.. She often used to sleep after noon. She won’t respond to phone calls and door bells during this time. I don’t know her intention but she didn’t show any sign.She put the AC and closed the door and told ‘AC would lose otherwise’ cool breeze started to flow. I realized I am with a young lady whom I fantasized and nobody is there. She immediately sat on the bed and put the legs over and put some space for me to sit beside. She invited ‘Come Nidhi sit here’. I went and sat near mom. She adjusted to. . It's Detective Fieldhouseisn't it?" The detective looked at the woman blankly for a secondbefore finally recognising her."Mrs Stevenson?" Oh I hope Terri hasn't been a trouble to you?" Not at all she was very polite." Terri looked quite smug at this,"I've been telling the lady about my conkers mummy Alice." Aliceoffered her hand to Terri and she took it."We're just through in the other room detective if you need somewhereto sit." Thank you Mrs Stevenson." The detective took a sandwich from.