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A Gift From Mom

... same time, she questioned him suspiciously. It would have aggravated him if he hadn't found it so adorable from her. On the surface, this woman with bright, alluring eyes and smooth, clear skin looked just fine, but he knew her voice and concern showed a vulnerability that she didn't like revealed. To him, it just made her more adorable. Billy knew her calm exterior masked delicate needs. She took her time with small bites of greens, but she fired off pointed comments between the bites. At a different time, he would have been snapping back at her. Now, he just gave small smiles. "What, Billy? This is funny?" "No, of course not. I just think it's cute that's all." "Cute? You're worrying me sick. It's been a few weeks now. You have to turn a corner here, you know?" "Yeah, I know." He looked away for a second. His eyes came back to hers. "It just still sucks. That's all." "Sure, I understand that. But tell me, who was the young man telling me to move on, to get on with life, a year ago when I was getting divorced? Divorced after twenty years of marriage. Huh?" She gave him a knowing grin that prompted him to grin back. He loved her trying this hard. He considered letting on about a specific problem, but held back at the last moment. "Yeah, who was that idiot?" He chuckled and she shook her head. She got his attention and stared at him. "There's something more, isn't there?" He squirmed in his seat and looked about the restaurant. He lowered his head and only brought it back up ...

... enough to look at her with upturned eyes. "I knew it. There's something you're not telling me." He could see her mind race. Had her imagination tried to come up with whatever secret she thought he was hiding? Was she thinking it was something Allison knew, and now he didn't want it out? Could she be worrying that he wasn't even straight? He didn't want to dredge up the 'Allison' stuff again. All he really wanted was for her to look at him differently. Could she just see him as a young man? That, he knew, would get him past his break-up. "There's nothing. Really." His voice was weak and unconvincing. "Bullshit." "Bullshit?" Billy knew she rarely cursed. "Billy, don't put me through this. The worst part is that you don't trust me." Her eyes showed disappointed. "Okay, okay. Listen." His hands lifted and his palms turned open, as he spoke slowly. "Allison and I were supposed to go to the beach this weekend." "For your birthday?" "For my birthday." "And that's it?" "Well, it's my twenty-first birthday. And, we were supposed to have a great time and all. ..." Patty looked somewhat relieved. "So still go to the beach. It can still be special, just have a good time there without her." "Uh, nahhhhh. It won't be the same. Nowhere close." "You're wrong. Of course, it can be. You just have to adapt, that's all." "Adapt?" "Yeah, Billy. Adapt." "No." He wiped his hands together and gathered his plate and napkin, getting ready to leave. "I've got no other plans made. Won't work." "Ask one ...