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Date: Sun, 09 Apr 2006 19:48:37 +0000
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African Prince Chapter 3 Mikey sat on the couch watching tv. He heard a car door
in the driveway and he looked at the clock. It was 10:00pm. His Mom was back
already? He got up and walked to the front door. Just as he was reaching for the
handle to open the door, it turned the door opened and his Mom came in. The look
on her face was not happy. She said hi matter-of-factly and walked past Mikey.
Mikey wasn't sure what to think. "What's the matter Mom? He wasn't good-looking
after all?" Mikey asked, not sure if joking was the right thing to do or not.
"Oh he was good-looking alright," She said, obviously distraught. "But the man
is a fucking pig." Mikey had never heard her Mom swear like that before, and he
knew something must have went really wrong. "He had nothing intelligent to say,
and all he did was stare and my chest and he kept trying to slide his hand up my
dress, and he was a slobbering fool who chewed with his mouth open," She went on
hysterically, "And he took me to the seediest bar I have ever been in, and he-"
But she burst into tears and covered her face with her hands. Mikey had never
seen his Mom like this and he wasn't immediate sure what to do. He slowly
approached her and tried to speak some comforting words. He put his hand on her
back. Still balling she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him. And she did
not let go. She buried his face in his shoulder and continued to weep
hysterically. She was squeezing him so hard Mikey was finding it hard to
breathe. After struggling for enough air to speak, he suggested she sit down on
the couch. She complied, and Mikey sat down next to her. The tv was still on he
grabbed the remote control and flicked it off. Then he looked over into his
mother's eyes. "I don't think I'll ever be able to find another man like your
father, Mikey." Tears wear still rolling down her cheeks, but she was struggling
to hold them back now. "I think you've just got to give it time, Mom." Mikey
said without much confidence. He wasn't really sure what to say. He wasn't used
to comforting his mother Usually it was the other way around. "Oh, why did they
have to do it?" She burst out it to full fledged balling again. "Why did they
have to kill your father, Mikey? Why?" Her words turned into sobs, and she
grabbed Mikey and hugged him even tighter than before. There was nothing he
could say, he knew he just had to be there for her. He hugged back and whispered
in her ear that it was alright. Eventually her sobs silenced and her tears
dried. But Mikey and his Mom still held their hug. Mikey rested his head upon
his mother's breast, but there were no sexual thoughts now. In fact, there were
no thoughts at all. The two of them rested, arms entwined, silently enjoying
each other's comfort. After what seemed like hours the embrace ended. Mikey's
Mom's face was calm and collected once again. Mikey suggested that they pop up
some pop corn, butter it up good, and watch the late night movie on cable.
"That's the best idea I've heard in a long time." Her voice was calm again, but
softer and more vulnerable sounding than Mikey had heard ever before. Mikey
volunteered to do the corn popping, and his Mom said she would go upstairs to
get changed. Although they had a hot air popcorn maker, both of them liked it
better the old fashioned way. He poured in the oil, the kernels, cranked up the
heat, and started shaking. As the sound of popping corn started to subside,
Mikey's Mom came back downstairs. She was wearing a light silky nightgown. Mikey
glanced over from the bulging popcorn pot and gave his Mom a warm smile. She had
washed up and calmed down, and it was all but impossible to tell she had been
crying ten minutes earlier. "I'm sorry, Mikey. I really overreacted. After all
it was only one date." She smiled a wide smile and Mikey was truly happy to see
his Mom had cooled down. " I'm sure there's plenty of good men out there."
"That's the spirit." Mikey tried to sound encouraging, but ...
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