He would throw me out. He would never understand.“No more stalling, Mom,” Faizel called, his voice so demanding. “Let me see.”I shivered and n...dded. I stepped out, my breasts jiggling in my bra, to face my son waiting in the back of the store where the changing rooms were. It was private, the store understanding a woman might want to model for her lover. Or her son.At twenty, Faizel had a man's body and strength. He looked so much like my husband, minus the beard, with that same. "No I'm just passing through," I said."That figures. Nobody comes to Brighton to stay. What the hell am I supposed to do now?" Don't you have someplace to stay?" I asked."No. We lived together and he took care of all those things. Once he wakes up, I won't be able to stay with him anymore. I'm homeless and on the streets… unless you are offering to stay with you?" she said."You don't have friends you could stay with until he cools off?" I asked."No. One thing about Tommy, he was very possessive. More

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