It was mostly my mom. We had to sit across the nullah with one foot in each side for “Susu”. In summer time the ladies just wore a petticoat of an...under-skirt with string tied above their breast line, and they just lifted it above waist high and sat to piss. I recall incidents when I was a boy of seven. It was chilly winter then. I had gone to sleep early and as usual my mom woke me up for a piss and carried me out from under the blanket-quilt protection.Mom carried a torch in one hand and a. It was the love we were also sharing. This love I've felt from him in the past and hope I've expressed that love to him correctly.I finished getting dressed and drove in to work. That great feeling stayed with me during the thirty-minute drive. When I arrived at the parking garage I parked in my usual spot, turned off the key, and started to cry. I was crying because what we shared was not real. It was a hole in my heart. Part of the pain was for the baby, but most of the ache was for Norman. More

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