Berry was beside himself with grief, he couldn't forgive himself for running away and abandoning his partner. He had to move on but he did t know how, so he did the only thing he could think of.
When Berry arrived back home he was immediately greeted with
" where in the fuck your ugly ass been?."
His mother was a a very opinionated person.
" you kicked me out remember?" Said Berry. "I left a note on my desk mom!"
" oh is that what that was? I though that was one of them erotic recipes of yours so I threw it away."
" what the fuck mom!"
Well how the fuck was I supposed to know, not my fault my son's a pervert.
Whats your fat ass doin back here anyways huh?"
"My husband died mom."
"Well shit. Alright you can stay as long as you help me out with something."
"Thanks mom."
Berry brought in his stuff but as soon as he walked in the house it hit him.
It smelled rotten, no worse, it smelled like death.
"What is that smell!" He exclaimed.
"Oh that, we'll that's what your gonna help me with!" Said his mom.
She lead him down the hallway and into the bathroom. There In the tub laid the lifeless body of his father.
"Jesus Christ mom, not again." He said. "What happened this time? "
"That whore cheated on me with his cunt secretary Rita, I always hated that bitch, with her long legs and perky nipples."
Now Back in the day Berrys mom had been a drop dead Bomb shell, she'd been featured in things like play toy magazine, fairy godmothers secret, and briefly dabbled in horn hub, which came about after someone decided to capitalize off the great Minotaur migration of 69. However, these days her Gramussy didn't see much action, in-fact it was so dry and crusty down there her doctor told her if she didn't water it at least twice a day it would shrivel up and fall off.
"So you gon help me or not?"
"I guess so."
